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The first rule of Fight Club is, you don't tak about Fight Club, you just bang on about how wonderful it is. Presumably so that mugs who go to see it and can't see how wonderful it will feel somehow inadequate.
All right, this isn't really a film about fighting. It's the spiky existential nightmare of an anomic character, who might be a distant cousin of Camus' Étranger but is far less likeable, lashing out against a smug, decadent consumerist society and unleashing somthing far worse.
At least, I think that's what it was about. At times I felt it was simply about being gratuitously unpleasant. It's certainly one of that new breed of film in which no shot is allowed to linger for more than half a second, lest the atrophied brains of the MTV generation have to strain themselves to think.
I'm told it's full of terribly clever cinematic and consumerist jokes which you need a satellite scanner and a PhD in cryptology to pick up. I didn't pick any of them up. But then the old maxim applies - if the audience don't get the joke, it's the comedian's fault.
In short, I though Fight Club sucked. Maybe I'll revise my opinion if I can bring myself to watch it again. Maybe some kind soul will show me the key.
All right, this isn't really a film about fighting. It's the spiky existential nightmare of an anomic character, who might be a distant cousin of Camus' Étranger but is far less likeable, lashing out against a smug, decadent consumerist society and unleashing somthing far worse.
At least, I think that's what it was about. At times I felt it was simply about being gratuitously unpleasant. It's certainly one of that new breed of film in which no shot is allowed to linger for more than half a second, lest the atrophied brains of the MTV generation have to strain themselves to think.
I'm told it's full of terribly clever cinematic and consumerist jokes which you need a satellite scanner and a PhD in cryptology to pick up. I didn't pick any of them up. But then the old maxim applies - if the audience don't get the joke, it's the comedian's fault.
In short, I though Fight Club sucked. Maybe I'll revise my opinion if I can bring myself to watch it again. Maybe some kind soul will show me the key.
