A disaffected auto recall adjuster (Edward Norton), suffering from
insomnia and addicted to 12-step groups, finds his life radically changed by a
nihilistic, narcissistic soap procuring stranger (Brad Pitt) with their initial
creation of underground boxing clubs growing into something more radical,
coordinated, and dangerous. From Chuck Palahniuk’s novel, David Fincher’s cutting
edge and kinetically crafted Fight Club
is often cruel, unpleasant, and ultimately senseless though it strikes a
resounding chord while sending out mixed messages. Norton, Pitt, and a crucial
Helena Bonham Carter are all at the top of their craft.
*** ½ out of ****
