directed by david fincher
have actually never hated a movie so violently in my life. this movie became the blueprint for toxic masculinity at the turn of the century and gave voices to simply the worst kind of man, which was perhaps the opposite of the intention, but the movie’s lack of self awareness made the message of masculine extremism and detachment from the physical world go wayyyy over the head of anyone who is not even the least bit a critical thinker. if a man says his fav movie is fight club, i know immediately to run. that being said, as a motion picture the acting, effects, directing, and production was all pretty breathtaking. the script was pretty cheesy and self-gratifying. i hate scripts that are meant to sound smart but are not self aware enough to avoid trying too hard.
