Today, I was sitting at home with my sisters friend. We (as in 3 girls) had made him sit through legally blond yesterday(which is one movie i really like. Yes, i accept it in a public forum) so I thought it was only fair that we should watch a movie he would enjoy. Skimming through the many violent (supposedly thrillers) movies in my computer, i decided this one would do. (Sigh, i know i could have summarized the last bit with just one sentence, i watched fight club today. But i so love talking!) Unfortunately, i ended up being the only person who sat through the whole movie. The others were too exhausted to watch it.
The movie started with the boring life of the narrator.He is an insomniac and nothing helps him get a natural sleep. The never awake and never asleep state is something most people would sympathise with. He finds relief and a way out of his sleepless nights by going to various self help groups where people gather to combat cancer, tuberculosis and every possible malady that inflicts human beings. Crying his heart out and venting his emotions there helps him sleep peacefully. One fine day, his refuge is lost, thanks to a woman he spots in every group he goes to. Till this, is the boring but still funny bit of the movie. Then, he meets a soap salesman in a plane. On coming home from the plane, he finds his condo blown up. He calls up the guy whom he met in the plane, and the two hit off really well together. They begin the fight club. What happens after that as they say is history.
I just realised, i cant write a review about the movie without giving the plot away. So I would strongly recommend all the sensible people out there to watch this movie and get to hear some brilliant dialogues and wonderful screen play. The plot has a lot of twists and turns and the 2 hour movie is never boring at any point of time. Every single piece of the intricately carved puzzle falls into place and the climax is mind blowing. I never expected it for one.
A few brilliant dialogues:
Its only after we've lost everything that we are free to do anything
Our great war is the spiritual war. Our great depression, our lives.
We've all been raised by televisions to believe that one day we'd be millionaires and movie gods and rock stars. But we wont. and we are slowly learning the fact.
On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
You are not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive,You're not the contents of your wallet, you're not your khakhis. You're the all singing all dancing crap of the world.
Listen maggots, you are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake.You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Stop trying to control everything and just let go. Hitting bottom is not a weekend retreat. Its not a seminar.
I will carry you kicking and screaming and in the end you will thank me.
My many thanks to the someone who recommended this movie to me in the first place. Post dedicated to the fight club lover. But i still maintain, there are a lot of unique snowflakes in the world.
The movie set me thinking. I am wondering if all of us are as frustrated as the narrator in the movie. Is going back to how early man was going to solve our problems? Is it better to fight it all out of our system and be happy even if bruised? I dont know.