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In Mr. A’s unusual string of logic, American Psycho and Fight Club are somehow linked. Because they are both based on books by authors he likes. Fight Club, unlike American Psycho, is actually better on screen than on the pages. A movie actually better than a book. This is the first time I think I have ever heard of such a occurrence so  I am excited about tonight.

Fight Club is a dark movie. VERY dark. I barely know what to say.

It is a movie about a man who has so much. He is not wealthy or successful perhaps but he has enough. He has a good job. An immaculate house full of the furniture he ordered to fulfill himself.

But it is not enough. He stretches out for some meaning and fails. Even weeping in the arms of a buxom man, in the end, falls short.

He shatters and tears down his whole life. He finds a person who is all that he wants to be. The man who ignores the advice of his father to find a normal life that melds into the rest of humanity. Someone who is fearless. Someone who lets go of the dark shallowness of the world. A man who is the embodiment of chaos and laughs at the face of death.

He found an outlet in taking the pain of physical fighting and felt exhilaration.  He used the exhilaration to face all the people and things he feared. In the end, without giving away any spoilers on a 15 year old movie, he attempted to destroy himself and bring turmoil to the world. And he found that he was the turmoil.

It is a dark look at the commercialism and turmoil of life.

Mr. A’s interpretation of Flight Club came behind a very long “Ummmmmmm” and concludes with, “It is the story of a man who rejects society’s norms and attempts to destroy them. Although he goes about it in a strange way, he becomes the man he wants to be…..until he shoots himself in the face.”

We basically sat in silence the whole movie.

“Because it was such a good movie,” Mr. A explains.

In an odd way, I feel like an addict. Fight Club pulls you in and keeps you motionless. Dragging you along to the startling climax.