Fight Club
Fight Club is a 1999 American film directed by David Fincher, and starring Brad Pitt, Edward Norton and Helena Bonham Carter. It is based on the 1996 novel by Chuck Palahniuk. Norton plays the unnamed narrator, who is discontented with his white-collar job. He forms a "fight club" with soap salesman Tyler Durden (Pitt), and becomes embroiled in a relationship with an impoverished but beguilingly attractive woman, Marla Singer (Bonham Carter). Palahniuk's novel was optioned by Fox 2000 Pictures producer Laura Ziskin, who hired Jim Uhls to write the film adaptation. Fincher was selected because of his enthusiasm for the story. He developed the script with Uhls and sought screenwriting advice from the cast and others in the film industry. It was filmed in and around Los Angeles from July to December 1998. He and the cast compared the film to Rebel Without a Cause (1955) and The Graduate (1967), with a theme of conflict between Generation X and the value system of advertising. Studio executives did not like the film, and they restructured Fincher's intended marketing campaign to try to reduce anticipated losses. Fight Club premiered at the 56th Venice International Film Festival on September 10, 1999, and was released in the United States on October 15, 1999 by 20th Century Fox. The film failed to meet the studio's expectations at the box office and received polarized reactions from critics. It was ranked as one of the most controversial and talked-about films of the 1990s. However, Fight Club later found commercial success with its home video release, establishing it as a cult classic and causing media to revisit the film. In 2009, on its tenth anniversary, The New York Times dubbed it the "defining cult movie of our time."
To begin tonight's communion, Chloe would like to say a few words. Oh, yeah... Chloe. Chloe looked the way Meryl Streep's skeleton would look if you made it smile and walk around the party being extra nice to everybody. Well, I'm still here, but I don't know for how long. That's as much certainty as anyone can give me. But I've got some good news. I no longer have any fear of death. But I am in a pretty lonely place. No one will have sex with me. I'm so close to the end, and all I want is to get laid for the last time. I have pornographic movies in my apartment, and lubricants and amyl nitrate. Chloe... Everyone, let's thank Chloe.
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Now, let's... ready ourselves for guided meditation. You're standing at the entrance of your cave. You step inside your cave, and you walk. If I did have a tumor... I'd name it Marla. Marla... the little scratch on the roof of your mouth that would heal if only you could stop tonguing it, but you can't. ...deeper into your cave as you walk. You feel the healing energy of this place all around you. Now find your power animal.
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So? So you're a tourist. OK? I've seen you. I saw you- saw you at melanoma, saw you at tuberculosis, I saw you at testicular cancer. I saw you practicing this. Practicing what? Telling me off. Is it going as well as you hoped... "RUPERT"? I'll expose you. Go ahead. I'll expose you. All right, come together. Let yourselves cry.
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Oh, God, why are you doing this? It's cheaper than a movie, and there's free coffee. No, look... this is important, OK? These are my groups. I've been coming here for over a year. Why do you do it? I don't know. When people think you're dying, man, they really, really listen to you instead of just... Instead of just waiting for their turn to speak. Yeah. Yeah. Share yourself... completely.
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Wait, wait, wait. Whoa. Hold on. I'll tell you. We're gonna split up the week, OK? You take lymphoma and tuberculosis- You take tuberculosis. My smoking doesn't go over at all. OK. Good. Fine. Testicular cancer should be no contest, I think. Well, technically, I have more right to be there than you. You still have your bails. You're kidding. I don't know. Am I? No. No. What do you want? I'll take the parasites. You can't have both the parasites, but why don't you take the blood parasites- I want brain parasites. I'll take the blood parasites, but I'm gonna take the organic brain dementia- I want that. You can't have the whole brain. So far you have 4. I only have 2. OK. Take both the parasites. They're yours. Now we both have 3.
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What, are you selling those? Yes! I'm selling some clothes. So, we each have 3. That's 6. What about the seventh day? I want ascending bowel cancer. The girl had done her homework. Thank you. No. No, I... I want bowel cancer. That's your favorite, too? Try to slip it by me, eh? Look, we're gonna split it, OK? Take the first and third Sunday of the month.
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