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Summary: Tarantino Chic
Review: I have heard many people calling this a great movie, and several people calling it a terrible move. My own opinion: It is an overlong movie. There is about 20 minutes, where the fascist movement is growing where I got up, & without hitting pause on the video, nuked a bag of popcorn. I figure the director put those twenty minutes in there for that purpose--to encourage popcorn sales. That seems horrible to say in a movie that sings the praises of anarchy, but it is quite possibly the truth. Otherwise Mr. Fincher could have used his talent as a music video director to create a funny montage sequence in place of that moment of cinematic redundancy. I asked my roommate if I had missed anything & she told me "absolutely nothing." What we have in this movie is another variation on Quentin Tarantino's style. Not a bad one. There have certainly been worse. But variations on this theme have been done before to greater effect in A Clockwork Orange and I felt stronger shock in the finale of the also similarly themed Brazil. Now the question for me remains. Do I buy a DVD which promises unsurpassed extras for a movie that I found mediocre & a little dull? Will the extras make an average movie worth including in my personal library? Probably not.
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Summary: Definitely not for everyone!
Review: But if you like movies that challenge you, you must see Fight Club. OK so you have to suspend your disbelief a little, it's a movie! They aren't real to begin with! Anyway, Fight Club deals with a narrator (the awesome Ed Norton) who's life is adrift. His existence has absolutely no meaning, and he goes to support groups for diseases he does not have so he can feel warmth and love. Then another support group "tourist" shows up (Helena Bonham Carter) and he cannot feel good at the meetings anymore. Then a chance encounter with a soap salesman named Tyler Durden changes everything. Together they form a new type of therapy for men who feel discarded from society. Very soon Fight Club grows into a nationwide cult. Fight Club is one of the best movies I've seen in a long time. All of the actors turn in superb performances (even Meat Loaf!). There's a lot of great black comedy throughout. If you like movies like Pulp Fiction, Reservoir Dogs, or The Usual Suspects you'll probably enjoy this one.
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Summary: One Of The Best Films Of 1999
Review: This film was the most underrated of 1999 and I don't know why. I thought Fight Club was very well written, directed, and acted. If you've seen this film only once then you can not say that you've seen it becaue the first time around you're like "What? What? What?" But if you've seen it at least twice then you're like "Ohhhhhhhhh I see." I am dead serious. There are so many little things that are in this film that are meaningful and for that, Fight Club is the most inventive, most brilliant, most creative film that I've seen by far. I say forget films that don't make you use you're brain. I say use your brain and I say use it while watching this film. I beg of you to not look at the title, Fight Club, because I think it does throw you off to thinkning that all this film is just fighting and. . .fighting. It's much more than that I guarantee you. Overall, Fight Club is a surprising masterpeice that's funny, thrilling, and original.
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Summary: Some Sort of Sick, Sadistic Masterpiece
Review: "I AM JACK'S HANDS, SCAMPERING ACROSS THE KEYBOARD IN A DARKENED ROOM WHERE I WRITE MY REVIEW FOR FIGHT CLUB." Fight Club is a film that lacks classification. An action flick. A dark comedy. A film about the depths of one's mind. All such film connotations fit the bill, but if I was to classify this film, the word that comes to mind is "90's." Not in the terms of a 90's film, but a film that embodies the epsilon of aspects of 90's culture. An audience, from the very first scene of the movie, is transported to this world that is unmistakably 90's, but more dark, brooding, and exaggerated than its real-life counterpart. Much the way Terry Gillium showed us the pseudo-40's in Brazil, David Fincher shows us the pseudo-90's in Fight Club. A place of despair, of commercialism, and decay not to dissimilar of our own, but only accepted by the audience through calm nonchalance of "The Narrator." Just as we accepted the insane hyperbole of Vietnam through the soothing voice of Martin Sheen in Apocalypse Now, we come to terms with the obviously overstated society of Fight Club through the soft-spoken words of Edward Norton. And though the narration actually serves some relevant purpose in this film, it's well-paced and not overdone. Much the way Hitchcock would likely begin this film, we find our two pro-antagonists pitted violently against each other, only to flash back to the events that created this climatic conflict. The Narrator laments about his hum-drum life as a white-collar data cruncher and his endless pursuit for the American dream, and sleep. The ladder is considered much more important to himself, so he decides to tour self-help groups to share in the pain of others. Of course, this leads to some strange and indeed humorous situations ("I AM JACK'S POWER ANIMAL, A PENGUIN.") and eventually Marla Singer. This strange but intriguing female character creates a sort of festering conscience in his gut that won't allow him to sleep on the decay of others, and thus, they have to split up the sessions. We then see the monotonous and enigmatic life the Narrator as he travels from location to location to apply the magic formula. "You wake up at Boeing Field, JFK, LAX. Gain an hour, lose an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time." And after a dizzying array of narcoleptic hallucinations, we come to Tyler Durden. I'm not sure why, but it seems David Fincher brings out the best in Brad Pitt that seems to lack in his other performances ("I AM JACK'S HANDS, TEARING UP MY 'SEVEN YEARS IN TIBET' TICKET STUB."). Durden's appearance in the life of the Narrator changes him virtually overnight from his life as a quiet-spoken desk-jockey, to the dark world of street fighting, and later, into the realm of what I like to call "Neo-fascism." Now, being one to fabricate my own gnarled sense of vocabulary, I'll explain. What got to me the most about this film was my feeling that the overthrow of our civilization will probably occur not to dissimilar to the events of this film. Fascism arises mostly in poor, war-laden countries where a single race of ideals or people are idolized and gathered. These "master races" usually refer to the best-looking, athletic and strong of society ("I AM JACK'S HANDS, PUTTING MY ABERCROMBIE AND FITCH CATALOG THROUGH THE SHREDDER."), shown very vividly with the rise of Hitler's "Aryan race" during his tyrannical rule of Germany in the years prior and during WWII. Neo-fascism is a term I use for the festering, blue-collar workers in a Capitalistic society that are corrupted and overwhelmed by constant consumerism. It's this very group that the film portrays. Many have criticized this film for being (Neo)fascist, but I see no wrong in that. Don't get me wrong, I IN NO WAY endorse (Neo)fascism, but I don't think that justifies a direct and prejudiced view of the film either; much the way a film about a Neo-Nazi, or a Black Panther, or other hated segregations of our civilization deserves to be told, even if we disagree with their views. That is all the more reason they must be told. Back to the film itself, I must say The Dust Brother's score pulsed and flowed very well with every choreographed shot by Fincher, but, at the same time, didn't seem overbearing. Once again, the modern punk-rock soundtrack set this film as very "90's." Another area I was very impressed with were the wonder SFX (Special Effects). Dark, well placed, and almost animation-like describes the vivid shots and angles that populated the film and gave it just that little Cyberpunk edge. Thus leading, once again, to another aspect of the film that was heavily criticized; the ending. Now, without giving too much away, I will say the ending was spectacular, though at the surface may seem precocious and devoid of any amenable content to most people. This was the bandwagon the critics seemed to take, and I don't disagree. The ending did lack any real point or narrative purpose, but that was the point! What better way to show the hollow content of 90's society than to participate in it? I think most viewers weren't expecting a very satirical denouncement, and thus failed to pick up on it. So, where does this film stand? With Fincher's tapestry of the screen (including a little self-parody of the theater scene), wonderful performances by Norton, Pitt, and Carter, a highly-volatile score from The Dust Brothers, and more information I needed to know about explosives, I can't help but list this as one of the best films of 1999, nay, the decade. ALSO INCLUDED ON THIS SPECIAL WRITER'S-CUT EDITION, 5 DELETED TITLES, INCLUDING: "The Making of: The End of the World" "10 Things I Hate About Everything" "Fascism! Fascism! Rah! Rah! Rah!" "From Here to Anarchy" and "Is Promoting This Product Endorsing Consumerism?"
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Summary: A Powerhouse Of A Movie (Best Movie Of 1999)
Review: This film is absolutly amazing from the outset. From the credits onward I knew that this movie was going to be a rollercoaster ride from start to finish. I went to the cinema three times to see it and every time I was begging for more. I can't wait to see the extra's the DVD has to offer. Edward Norton has established himself as "The Man" for the new millenium I expect a lot more from him in the next few years. I thought he couldn't top his role in American History X but maybe I will be proved wrong. This movie is one you could watch 1000 times and never be tired of it. With an intricate plot and superb special effects Fight Club is the film that sums up the last millenium. Don't miss out on it because of what the reviews said in the cinema. It's not just a group of malcontents beating each other up it's a social comment on modern life. Buy this movie and change the way you view your life.
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Summary: Beautifully Made But...
Review: This film is beautifully shot, beautifully edited, beautifully produced, and very well acted. Even Brad Pitt rises to the occasion. Unfortunately, all the gorgeous cinematography, brilliant editing, fabulous production, and splendid acting cannot disguise the essential emptiness and dreariness of a movie that has absolutely nothing to say. What I found most disturbing about the film, ultimately, was the fact that it seemed so completely certain that it had some kind of serious message to impart, something about masculinity and power and fascism. The fact that the film fails so spectacularly to add up to anything other than a well-brought-off music video is the most telling thing about it.
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Summary: Fight Club - DVD Specific
Review: Well, the other reviewers have covered the film quite well, but I want to discuss the DVD's features, and how they add to the film. First of all, let me tell you about where I come from when I give this movie/DVD 5 stars. I have a strong bias for this film ... it *is* my favorite .. and it is because its my favorite that I think I would be the toughest critic of the DVD. The video transfer is superb...the audio is superb (THX)...the presentation is superb. The standout feature of the DVD is....the features! TV spots, deleted scenes, storyboards, bios, animated menus, alternate angles for some vignettes...its all here. My highlight is choosing the audio and font (yes...font) for alternate versions of the intro sequence. The presentation material (booklet) has positive and negative reviews, in keeping with the attitude of the film...and looks amazing. This is the DVD release for 2000 so far. It eats the Matrix for breakfast. If you like the movie even a little bit, then you must experience this - a true collector's edition. Perhaps the one thing I would have liked would be the script included on the DVD...but, hey...I have that already.
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Summary: fight club out on dvd - earlier than we all thought!
Review: so it's finally out. the x-generation's own bible in a mind-boggling wrap case. it contains 2 dvd's. one holds the movie, while the other holds really cool extra features and makings of. it is a must to all of you guys out there who saw the film and liked it. As For me, well...it's my new bible.
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Summary: Who is Tyler Durden?
Review: Fincher's Fight Club opens in a mysterious semi-darkness, both comforting and disquieting, autistic and boundless, vaguely familiar. But it is only when we are expelled from this strangely biomorphic womb-like place we realise that we have been within the deep recesses of our protagonist's mind. In a shaky pullback we emerge from Jack's mouth that has the barrel of a gun jammed inside it. Jack is a loner, a man going nowhere fast, an angst-ridden emasculated wage-slave with terrible insomnia. He seeks solace, rather bizarrely, in victim support groups, feeding off the misery of others Sleep comes to him at last and he becomes addicted to the self-help ethos. That is, until he is exposed by another fake attendee, Marla. Without the group empathy and misery-fix to soothe his troubles, Jack hurtles deeper into depression, culminating in his apartment exploding. In his deep dark night of the soul he turns to Tyler Durden. Tyler Durden is the embodiment of pure id: an existential nihilist, a sociopath with terrorist inclinations, inhabiting a dilapidated decaying brownstone on the edge of existence. He scavenges human fat from liposuction clinics to make into soap to sell back to the rich ladies it came from; urinates in the soup of the restaurant in which he works; and, moonlighting as a projectionist, he splices single frames of pornography into family movies. The disruption of the social ethic is his prime motivation. When the two men get into a fight, Jack is amazed how exhilarated he is by the raw, unfettered violence. Consequently, the Fight Club is formed, a secret society of like-minded males prepared to go one-on-one with bare-knuckles. But, "the first rule of Fight Club is that you don't talk about Fight Club", and with the movie it's true too: here I depart from plot details. But let me say this: Fight Club is not a fighting picture (Van Damme fans be warned) and it is as far removed from the escapist blockbuster that people expected as it is possible to get (hence its box office failure). But, quite simply, Fight Club is, without doubt, one of the most subversive pieces of cinema, ever. And. With a denouement twist that is, unlike The Sixth Sense, impossible to guess. Based on a controversial novel by Chuck Palanhiuk, Fight Club is a relentlessly dark, tortuous journey of one man's self-discovery. Hoisted up to greatness by Fincher's incredible vision and by career best performances from both Norton and Pitt, it is one of those rare films that is quite unlike anything that has preceded it. It is intelligent, funny, ultra-violent, touching, repulsive, in equal measures: and, an excruciatingly accurate study of maleness and virility to boot (which, critics take heed, doesn't automatically make the film misogynist [in the same way the human soap factor doesn't make it anti-Semitic]). Throw aside your expectations, Fight Club is a modern masterpiece of the dark fantastic.
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Summary: Good movie
Review: As I was watching this movie, I was very confused, this was NOT at all what I expected! At first I was getting angry becuase it was so messed up. However somewhere nearer to the end of the movie....somthing happens that explains everything, it was so unexpected, but it made so much sense....After that The rest of the movie was awsome!
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