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David FincherScreenplay:
Jim UhlsCinematography:
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The Dust BrothersCast:
Edward Norton, Brad Pitt, Helena Bonham Carter, Meat Loaf, Jared Leto, Zach Grenier, Holt McCallany, Eion Bailey, Richmond Arquette, David Andrews (more)VOD (6)
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A depressed man suffering from insomnia meets a strange soap salesman named Tyler Durden. The two bored men form an underground club with strict rules, in which they fight other men who are fed up with their mundane lives. But their perfect partnership frays when Marla attracts Tyler’s attention. (MUBI)
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I consider Fight Club to be the directorial peak of David Fincher's work. The film, based on a literary adaptation of the difficult-to-classify American writer Palahniuk, chose violence as its main theme. Some films have cult status, and some truly deserve it. These are the films that can be discussed for hours, that can provoke and that one can keep coming back to. The perfectly crafted screenplay of Fight Club and Fincher's directorial mastery helped create a film that can be seen for the second or third time, and it can even be argued that with knowledge of the twist and the film's plot, rewatching becomes more interesting. The film features some bizarre situations, quotes, and insane human types that would be a highlight of any psychiatric clinic. Helena Bonham Carter's character is a fateful woman with whom a significant part of the male audience would get involved even at the cost of entering the club. Fincher's film offers no solutions, and it is difficult, basically impossible, to evaluate from what political positions it arises. It can be embraced by an anarchist just as much as by an inherent authoritarian. An intellectual might consider it a cruel indictment of violence, just as much as its uncritical celebration. Those who want to can just have fun with the life story of a chronic insomniac and his comrades, while others can find inspiration for making explosives and saving the world. In any case, one's time spent with this film is not wasted. Overall impression: 95%. This film features excellent casting, with Edward Norton excelling, for whom the role had to be exceptionally mentally and physically demanding. It also had a decent budget, which allowed Fincher to play with a variety of scenes and enrich them with visual effects, so the viewer can see in a matter of seconds how an empty apartment fills with consumerist trivialities, an old abandoned house transforms into a terrorist base. Fight Club offers a whole range of similar shots. It is an interesting film from all angles, difficult to pigeonhole, which may or may not be liked by audiences, but it is difficult to remain indifferent to it...
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An undisguised anarchist tinge of unapologetic shitting on the system? A satire on the emergence of terrorist groups seemingly based on good intentions? The hidden desires of a young man who wants to be something he can't be? Maybe none of it and maybe all of it together? In this case, I don’t care. The fact is that this is a brilliant piece of filmmaking with lots of great moments and food for thought. Fincher kicks ass.
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The Fuck the system thing is okay, with a satirical undertone and plenty of references as well. No one can deny David Fincher's technical skill and thematic originality, but the philosophy misses the mark. A person can really be whatever they want, as long as they do what they should. But I understand that the masses are thrilled by it, how could they not, everything that is missing in other movies is here, or the other way around.
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Cult. Technically without hesitation (as it’s typical with Fincher), staying always one step ahead of the viewer, and always fun, original and solid. Maybe you’ll guess the twist, but even knowing it doesn’t affect the amazement at the ingenious deconstruction of the film space and the interpretive ambiguity. An excellent Norton and an equally good and inimitably cool Pitt. It’s impossible not to break the first rule – you don’t speak about Fight Club. 95%
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This is the richest interpretive film I know. Is it a critique of consumerism, a satire on the far-right and anarchist associations at the same time, or just a provocative thriller about the need for violence? Maybe all of it. In any case, it takes a good bit of genius to make it not look, through its shiny facade, like an angry young generation that wants to save the world with rocks in their hands, but rather like a serious ancient philosopher who has it all figured out to the last detail. It was a breakthrough life film for when I was in my 20s, and a decade later it’s (only) a fantastic cinematic ride without compromises, reflecting the end of the 1990s like few other things.
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