Fight Club (1999)
I love David Fincher's directorial work so much. This book is frakked up and the movie version is no different. This is actually one of the few times that I prefer the book to the movie - mostly the ending. The ending of the movie is obvious, but the ending of the book is haunting and creepy. Brad Pitt and Edward Norton play off of each other perfectly, Jared Leto gets the hell beat out of him again (as he seems to in nearly everything he's in), and Helena Bonham Carter embarks on her string of recent weird roles. Even after you know the twist, it's a movie that you can watch over and over again and still appreciate. Every line in the film is delivered with such twisted conviction that it makes the whole story chilling even when it's not meant to be. It's also self-aware enough to through in jokes that break the fourth wall and include the audience in the psychotic little world. Be warned - the scene outside the lyposuction clinic is disgusting.
My Netflix rating: 4 stars
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