Your Local Furry Loser

One of the dominating films of the 1990s, and the film that absolutely solidified David Fincher’s status as a true auteur, Fight Club is a brutally unflinching, shockingly acerbic social commentary-cum-satire, which takes a bloody axe to the various concepts of manhood, society, and the strange materialistic existentialist haze that smothered the late 90s, cofidying it into a film that still, almost twenty years after it’s release, maintains it’s stunningly unique, brutal aura of fanatical deconstructivist nihilism, to the point where it deconstructs itself. Fincher’s direction plays the two hour, twenty minute run time like a crack addict’s redbull fueled