Get out the soap...

Rating: Null/10 (18 March 2002)

...because you're going to want to wash off the filth that is Fight Club. This movie suffers from "The Emperor's New Clothes" syndrom, just like The Matrix. It makes no sense, so people assume that it's wonderful and is they say otherwise, they'll be considered stupid by the rest of the sheep. Well, I'm not afraid to be called ignorant. Fight Club flat-out SUCKED. It started off on a good note, with the exciting premise of releasing pent-up male aggression (and Edward Norton with no shirt on!) but the movie went on to become preachy and self-absorbed. But Edward Norton was still shirtless part of the time, so I could ignore the rest. (I mean, it's EDWARD NORTON!!!) However, the end came as the biggest disgust. People, can we all say "Cop-Out?" It's like David Fincher couldn't come up with a real ending, so he basically said "It was all in his head" Psychology is the deux e machina for the new millenium. And Brad Pitt. Wow. Yuck. He was the grossest part of this film. Tacky, looking like a pimp and an unattractive one at that. I hope if my personality splits, I don't turn into Brad Pitt. Stop being a flock of sheep and see a real movie!