Mischief. Mayhem. Soap.
A ticking-time-bomb insomniac and a slippery soap salesman channel primal male aggression into a shocking new form of therapy. Their concept catches on, with underground "fight clubs" forming in every town, until an eccentric gets in the way and ignites an out-of-control spiral toward oblivion.
finished FIGHT CLUB thirty minutes ago and ate some fucking bacon. i’ve never seen a movie this good. my god. i felt like the guy. i see everything in my world a little different.
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i watched this movie for the first time in a while, together with someone who didn’t know the twist. this time around i had the chance to look at just how fantastic the editing and pacing of this film is. fantastic fantastic fantastic.