Director: David Fincher
Screenwriter: Jim Uhls
The first rule of Fight Club is: you do not talk about Fight Club. The second rule of Fight Club is: you do NOT talk about Fight Club! Looks like we're not going to be a charter member of Fight Club.
David Fincher's adaptation of Chuck Palahniuk's nihilistic novel is about an unnamed insomniac protagonist (Edward Norton) who gives up his mass-produced life of IKEA furniture and loden bath towels to start an underground fight club with Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt), an anarchist soap-maker he meets on a plane. They move into an abandoned house and create a pugilistic fraternity of sorts, with new recruits arriving on a daily basis to become a part of the club and its Project Mayhem offshoot, an anti-corporate movement whose members are given a series of tasks, such as destroying a piece of public art.
Unhappy with the new direction their brotherhood is taking, the narrator confronts Tyler. But here's the rub: the narrator is Tyler. Or at least a dissociated version of the narrator that has emerged because of his extreme insomnia. Unfortunately, he's not conscious of the real mayhem he has created as Tyler, including instructing his followers to blow up all of the city's financial companies in order to erase everyone's debt. Just when he thinks he has solved the problem by shooting himself in the mouth and "killing" Tyler, the world around him begins to crumble. Literally. —JW