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Tyler Durden : [31:14] The things you own end up owning you.
Tyler Durden : [1:04:02] It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.
Tyler Durden : [1:10:11] Man, I see in fight club the strongest and smartest men who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
Tyler Durden : [42:50] Gentlemen, welcome to Fight Club. 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! Third rule of Fight Club: someone yells "stop!", goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. Fourth rule: only two guys to a fight. Fifth rule: one fight at a time, fellas. Sixth rule: No shirts, no shoes. Seventh rule: fights will go on as long as they have to. And the eighth and final rule: if this is your first time at Fight Club, you have to fight.
Tyler Durden : Warning: If you are reading this then this warning is for you. Every word you read of this useless fine print is another second off your life. Don't you have other things to do? Is your life so empty that you honestly can't think of a better way to spend these moments? Or are you so impressed with authority that you give respect and credence to all that claim it? Do you read everything you're supposed to read? Do you think every thing you're supposed to think? Buy what you're told to want? Get out of your apartment. Meet a member of the opposite sex. Stop the excessive shopping and masturbation. Quit your job. Start a fight. Prove you're alive. If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned- Tyler.
Tyler Durden : Now, a question of etiquette - as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch?
Tyler Durden : [1:24:27] You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Tyler Durden : Listen up, maggots. You are not special. You are not a beautiful or unique snowflake. You're the same decaying organic matter as everything else.
Narrator : [34:11] Well, what do you want me to do? You just want me to hit you?
Tyler Durden : C'mon, do me this one favor.
Narrator : Why?
Tyler Durden : Why? I don't know why; I don't know. Never been in a fight. You?
Narrator : No, but that's a good thing.
Tyler Durden : No, it is not. How much can you know about yourself, you've never been in a fight? I don't wanna die without any scars. So come on; hit me before I lose my nerve.
Narrator : This is crazy.
Tyler Durden : So go crazy. Let 'er rip.
Narrator : I don't know about this.
Tyler Durden : I don't either. Who gives a shit? No one's watching. What do you care?
Narrator : Whoa, wait, this is crazy. You want me to hit you?
Tyler Durden : That's right.
Narrator : What, like in the face?
Tyler Durden : [beat] Surprise me.
Narrator : This is so fucking stupid...
[Narrator swings, connects against Tyler's head]
Tyler Durden : Motherfucker! You hit me in the ear!
Narrator : Well, Jesus, I'm sorry.
Tyler Durden : Ow, Christ... why the ear, man?
Narrator : Guess I fucked it up...
Tyler Durden : No, that was perfect!
Tyler Durden : [22:28] You know why they put oxygen masks on planes?
Narrator : So you can breathe.
Tyler Durden : Oxygen gets you high. In a catastrophic emergency, you're taking giant panicked breaths. Suddenly you become euphoric, docile. You accept your fate. It's all right here. Emergency water landing - 600 miles an hour. Blank faces, calm as Hindu cows.
Narrator : That's, um... That's an interesting theory.
Tyler Durden : Sticking feathers up your butt does not make you a chicken.
Tyler Durden : [1:03:32] Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We are God's unwanted children? So be it!
Narrator : OK. Give me some water!
Tyler Durden : Listen, you can run water over your hand and make it worse or...
[shouts]
Tyler Durden : Look at me... or you can use vinegar and neutralize the burn.
Narrator : Please let me have it... *Please*!
Tyler Durden : First you have to give up, first you have to *know*... not fear... *know*... that someday you're gonna die.
Tyler Durden : [29:10] It could be worse. A woman could cut off your penis while you're sleeping and toss it out the window of a moving car.
Narrator : There's always that.
Tyler Durden : [1:23:50] Tomorrow will be the most beautiful day of Raymond K. Hessel's life. His breakfast will taste better than any meal you and I have ever tasted.
Narrator : [reading] I am Jack's colon.
Tyler Durden : I get cancer, I kill Jack.
Tyler Durden : Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!
Tyler Durden : We're a generation of men raised by women. I'm wondering if another woman is really the answer we need.
Narrator : [1:52:23] Tyler, what the fuck is going on here?
Tyler Durden : I ask you for one thing, one simple thing.
Narrator : Why do people think that I'm you? Answer me!
Tyler Durden : Sit.
Narrator : Now answer me, why do people think that I'm you.
Tyler Durden : I think you know.
Narrator : No, I don't.
Tyler Durden : Yes, you do. Why would anyone possibly confuse you with me?
Narrator : Uh... I... I don't know.
[Random flashbacks]
Tyler Durden : You got it.
Narrator : No.
Tyler Durden : Say it.
Narrator : Because...
Narrator : Because we're the same person.
Tyler Durden : [1:02:39] The first soap was made from heroes' ashes, like the first monkey shot into space.Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing. Like the first monkey shot into space.
Narrator : Oh, it's late. Hey, thanks for the beer.
Tyler Durden : Yeah, man.
Narrator : I should find a hotel.
Tyler Durden : [in disbelief] What?
Narrator : What?
Tyler Durden : A hotel?
Narrator : Yeah.
Tyler Durden : Just ask, man.
Narrator : What are you talking about?
Tyler Durden : [laughs] Three pitchers of beer, and you still can't ask.
Tyler Durden : You call me because you need a place to stay.
Narrator : Oh, hey, no, no, no, I didn't mean...
Tyler Durden : Yes, you did. So just ask. Cut the foreplay and just ask.
Narrator : Would - would that be a problem?
Tyler Durden : Is it a problem for you to ask?
Narrator : Can I stay at your place?
Tyler Durden : Yeah.
Tyler Durden : Do you know what a duvet is?
Narrator : It's a comforter...
Tyler Durden : It's a blanket. Just a blanket. Now why do guys like you and me know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival, in the hunter-gatherer sense of the word? No. What are we then?
Narrator : ...Consumers?
Tyler Durden : Right. We are consumers. We're the by-products of a lifestyle obsession.
Narrator : Bob is dead, they shot him in the head!
Tyler Durden : You wanna make an omelet, you gotta break some eggs.
[to the Narrator who has just fired a warning shot into the window of an explosives filled van]
Tyler Durden : [2:07:41] WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! Ok, you are now firing a gun at your 'imaginary friend' near 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERINE!
[meeting aboard an airliner]
Narrator : [23:04] What do you do for a living?
Tyler Durden : Why? So you can pretend like you're interested?
Tyler Durden : Fuck off with your sofa units and strine green stripe patterns, I say never be complete, I say stop being perfect, I say let... lets evolve, let the chips fall where they may.
[while burning the Narrator's hand with lye]
Tyler Durden : [1:03:07] Shut up! Our fathers were our models for God. If our fathers bailed, what does that tell you about God?
Narrator : No, no, I... don't...
Tyler Durden : Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you. He never wanted you. In all probability, he hates you. This is not the worst thing that can happen.
Narrator : It isn't?
Tyler Durden : We don't need him!
Tyler Durden : [1:36:52] Where'd you go, psycho boy?
Narrator : I felt like destroying something beautiful.
Tyler Durden : Hitting bottom isn't a weekend retreat. It's not a goddamn seminar. Stop trying to control everything and just let go! LET GO!
Tyler Durden : This isn't love, it's sport fucking.
Narrator : This is crazy...
Tyler Durden : People do it everyday, they talk to themselves... they see themselves as they'd like to be, they don't have the courage you have, to just run with it.
Tyler Durden : [to the police chief] Hi. You're going to call off your rigorous investigation. You're going to publicly state that there is no underground group. Or... these guys are going to take your balls. They're going to send one to the New York Times, one to the LA Times press-release style. Look, the people you are after are the people you depend on. We cook your meals, we haul your trash, we connect your calls, we drive your ambulances. We guard you while you sleep. Do not... fuck with us.
Lou : [1:12:25] Do you hear me now?
Tyler Durden : No, I didn't quite catch that, Lou.
[Lou hits Tyler again]
Tyler Durden : Still not getting it.
[Lou hits Tyler a few more times]
Tyler Durden : Okay, I got it. Shit, I lost it.
[Lou continues to beat up Tyler]
Tyler Durden : Self improvement is masturbation. Now self destruction...
Tyler Durden : My dad never went to college, so it was real important that I go.
Narrator : Sounds familiar.
Tyler Durden : So I graduate, I call him up long distance, I say "Dad, now what?" He says, "Get a job."
Narrator : Same here.
Tyler Durden : Now I'm 25, make my yearly call again. I say Dad, "Now what?" He says, "I don't know, get married."
Narrator : I can't get married, I'm a 30 year old boy.
Narrator : [1:39:00] What are you doing?
Tyler Durden : Guys, what would you wish you'd done before you died?
Ricky : Paint a self-portrait.
The Mechanic : Build a house.
Tyler Durden : [to Narrator] And you?
Narrator : I don't know. Turn the wheel now, come on!
Tyler Durden : You have to know the answer to this question! If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?
Narrator : I don't know, I wouldn't feel anything good about my life, is that what you want to hear me say? Fine. Come on!
Tyler Durden : Not good enough.
Tyler Durden : Fuck what you know. You need to forget about what you know, that's your problem. Forget about what you think you know about life, about friendship, and especially about you and me.
Narrator : Tyler, I'm grateful to you; for everything that you've done for me. But this is too much. I don't want this.
Tyler Durden : What do you want? Wanna go back to the shit job, fuckin' condo world, watching sitcoms? Fuck you, I won't do it.
Tyler Durden : [the Narrator is trying to disarm a car bomb of nitroglycerin] You don't know which wire to pull.
Narrator : I know everything you do, so if you know I know.
Tyler Durden : Or maybe, since I knew you'd know I spent all days thinking about the wrong wires.
[Narrator pauses]
Tyler Durden : You have a kind of sick desperation in your laugh.
Tyler Durden : All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I fuck like you wanna fuck, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
Tyler Durden : In the world I see - you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.
[while narrator is on the phone]
Tyler Durden : Reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions.
Tyler Durden : [1:09:50] I look around, I look around, I see a lot of new faces.
[crowd laughing]
Tyler Durden : Shut up. Which means a lot of you have been breaking the first two rules of Fight Club.
Tyler Durden : I'll bring us through this. As always. I'll carry you - kicking and screaming - and in the end you'll thank me.
[Tyler and Narrator are discussing ideal opponents]
Tyler Durden : OK: any historic figure.
Narrator : I'd fight Gandhi.
Tyler Durden : Good answer.
Narrator : How about you?
Tyler Durden : Lincoln.
Narrator : Lincoln?
Tyler Durden : Big guy, big reach. Skinny guys fight 'til they're burger.
Tyler Durden : [39:29] If you could fight anyone, who would you fight?
Narrator : I'd fight my boss, prob'ly.
Tyler Durden : Really.
Narrator : Yeah, why, who would you fight?
Tyler Durden : I'd fight my dad.
Narrator : I don't know my dad. I mean, I know him, but... he left when I was like six years old. Married this other woman, had some other kids. He like did this every six years, he goes to a new city and starts a new family.
Tyler Durden : Fucker's setting up franchises.
[First lines. Tyler points a gun into the Narrator's mouth]
Narrator : [voiceover] People are always asking me if I know Tyler Durden.
Tyler Durden : Three minutes. This is it - ground zero. Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?
Narrator : ...i... ann... iinn... ff... nnyin...
[voiceover]
Narrator : With a gun barrel between your teeth, you speak only in vowels.
[Tyler removes the gun from the Narrator's mouth]
Narrator : I can't think of anything.
Narrator : For a second I totally forgot about Tyler's whole controlled demolition thing and I wonder how clean that gun is.
Tyler Durden : God Damn! We just had a near-life experience, fellas.
Narrator : Tyler was a night person. While the rest of us were sleeping, he worked. He had one part time job as a projectionist. See, a movie doesn't come all on one big reel. It comes on a few. So someone has to be there to switch the projectors at the exact moment that one reel ends and the next one begins. If you look for it, you can see these little dots come into the upper right-hand corner of the screen.
Tyler Durden : In the industry, we call them "cigarette burns."
Narrator : That's the cue for a changeover. He flips the projectors, the movie keeps right on going, and nobody in the audience has any idea.
Tyler Durden : Why would anyone want this shit job?
Narrator : Because it affords him other interesting opportunities.
Tyler Durden : Like splicing single frames of pornography into family films.
Tyler Durden : All right, if the applicant is young, tell him he's too young. Old, too old. Fat, too fat. If the applicant then waits for three days without food, shelter, or encouragement he may then enter and begin his training.
Tyler Durden : We are all part of the same compost heap.
Tyler Durden : [1:01:50] Now, ancient people found their clothes got cleaner if they washed them at a certain spot in the river. You know why?
Tyler Durden : Human sacrifices were once made on the hills above this river. Bodies burnt, water speeded through the wood ashes to create lye.
[holds up a bottle]
Tyler Durden : This is lye - the crucial ingredient. The lye combined with the melted fat of the bodies, till a thick white soapy discharge crept into the river. May I see your hand, please?
[Tyler licks his lips until they're gleaming wet - he takes the Narrator's hand and kisses the back of it]
Narrator : What is this?
Tyler Durden : This...
[pours the lye on the Narrator's hand]
Tyler Durden : ... is chemical burn.
Tyler Durden : [23:34] Did you know that if you mix equal parts of gasoline and frozen orange juice concentrate you can make napalm?
Narrator : No, I did not know that; is that true?
Tyler Durden : That's right... One could make all kinds of explosives, using simple household items.
Narrator : Really...?
Tyler Durden : If one were so inclined.
Narrator : Tyler, you are by far the most interesting single-serving friend I've ever met... see I have this thing: everything on a plane is single-serving...
Tyler Durden : Oh I get it, it's very clever.
Narrator : Thank you.
Tyler Durden : How's that working out for you?
Tyler Durden : Being clever.
Narrator : Great.
Tyler Durden : Keep it up then... Right up.
[Gets up from airplane seat]
Tyler Durden : Now a question of etiquette; as I pass, do I give you the ass or the crotch...?
Tyler Durden : Would you like to say a few words to mark the occasion?
Narrator : mumbles...
Tyler Durden : I'm sorry...
Narrator : I still can't think of anything.
Tyler Durden : Ah... flashback humor.
Tyler Durden : We're consumers. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty, these things don't concern me. What concerns me are celebrity magazines, television with 500 channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.
Narrator : Martha Stewart.
Tyler Durden : Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishing the brass on the Titanic. It's all going down, man. So fuck off with your sofa units and Strinne green stripe patterns.
Tyler Durden : Fight Club was the beginning, now it's moved out of the basement, it's called Project Mayhem.
Tyler Durden : This is your pain. This is your burning hand. It's right here. Look at it.
Narrator : I'm going to my cave. I'm going to my cave and I'm going to find my power animal.
Tyler Durden : No! Don't deal with this the way those dead people do. Deal with it the way a living person does.
Narrator : You're insane.
Tyler Durden : No, you're insane.
[Of Marla]
Tyler Durden : She's a predator posing as a house pet.
Tyler Durden : The salt balance has to be just right, so the best fat for making soap comes from humans.
Narrator : Wait. What is this place?
Tyler Durden : A liposuction clinic.
Narrator : I want you to listen to me very carefully, Tyler.
Tyler Durden : Okay...
Narrator : My eyes are open.
[the Narrator puts the gun into his mouth and pulls trigger]
Tyler Durden : I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
Narrator : [looking at a Calvin Klein ad on a bus] Is that what a man looks like?
Tyler Durden : [laughs] Self-improvement is masturbation. Now self-destruction...
Tyler Durden : [his face is soaked in blood; he is shaking it over Lou and screaming] You don't know where I've been. You don't know where I've been. Just let us have the basement, Lou!
[while the narrator is on the phone with the police]
Tyler Durden : Tell him. Tell him, The liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perceptions.
Tyler Durden : [the Narrator places the gun under his chin and cocks back the hammer] Now why would you want to go and blow your head off?
Narrator : Not my head, Tyler, *our* head.
Narrator : You're fucking Marla, Tyler.
Tyler Durden : Uh, technically, you're fucking Marla, but it's all the same to her.
[the Narrator's apartment has just been blown to pieces]
Narrator : I had it all. I had a stereo that was very decent, a wardrobe that was getting very respectable. I was close to being complete.
Tyler Durden : Shit man, now it's all gone.
Narrator : What do you do?
Tyler Durden : What do you mean?
Narrator : What do you do for a living?
[the narrator pulls a loose tooth out of his mouth]
Narrator : Fuck.
Tyler Durden : Hey, even the Mona Lisa's falling apart.
[about Tyler splicing frames of pornography into family films]
Narrator : So when the snooty cat, and the courageous dog, with the celebrity voices meet for the first time in reel three, that's when you'll catch a flash of Tyler's contribution to the film.
[the audience is watching the film, the pornography flashes for a split second]
Narrator : Nobody knows that they saw it, but they did...
Tyler Durden : A nice, big cock...
[several audience members look rattled, a little girl is crying]
Narrator : Even a hummingbird couldn't catch Tyler at work.
Tyler Durden : You're too old, fat man. Your tits are too big.
[Tyler walks away, throwing his cigarette]
Tyler Durden : Get the fuck off my porch.
Narrator : What do you want me to do? You want me to hit you?
Tyler Durden : Come on, do me this one favor.
Tyler Durden : Why? I don't know why, I don't know. Never been in a fight, you?
Tyler Durden : No, man it's not. How much can you know yourself if you've never been in a fight? I don't wanna die with out any scars.
Narrator : Hello?
Tyler Durden : [Eating breakfast cereal] Who is this?
Narrator : Tyler?
Tyler Durden : Who is this?
Narrator : Uh... we met... we met on the airplane. We had the same suitcase. Uh... the clever guy?
Tyler Durden : Oh yeah, right.
[Snickers]
Tyler Durden : Ok?
Narrator : I called a second ago, th - there was no answer, I'm at the payphone...
Tyler Durden : - yeah, I *69ed you, I never pick up my phone.
[Crunch, crunch]
Tyler Durden : So what's up, huh?
Narrator : Uh, well... You're not gonna believe this...
Tyler Durden : WHOA! WHOA! OK, you are now firing a gun at your imaginary friend NEAR 400 GALLONS OF NITROGLYCERIN!
Tyler Durden : ...If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic. You have been warned
Tyler Durden : [his last words] What's that smell?
[Tyler and Jack stand in the bathroom doorway, watching Steph finish shaving off all of his hair. Tyler comes to give the top of Steph's head a sharp slap]
Tyler Durden : [1:30:04] Like a monkey, ready to be shot into space. Space monkey! Ready to sacrifice himself for the greater good.
Tyler Durden : From now on, all those with shaved heads: "Space Monkeys".
Tyler Durden : This is a chemical burn. It will hurt more than you've ever been burned before. You will have a scar.
Narrator : [44:38] If you could fight any celebrity, who would you fight?
Tyler Durden : Alive or dead?
Narrator : Doesn't matter. Who'd be tough?
Tyler Durden : Hemingway. You?
Narrator : Shatner. I'd fight William Shatner.
Tyler Durden : *slaps the Narrator, throws away goggles* Listen to me! You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you, never wanted you, and in all probability, he HATES you. It's not the worst thing that can happen.
Tyler Durden : We don't NEED Him!
Narrator : *squirms* We don't - we don't - !
Tyler Durden : Fuck damnation, man! Fuck redemption! We're God's unwanted children, SO BE IT!
Tyler Durden : Something on your mind, dear?
Narrator : What are we doing tonight?
Tyler Durden : Tonight? We make soap.
Narrator : Really.
Tyler Durden : To make soap, first we render fat.
Tyler Durden : Just tell him you fuckin' did it. Tell him you blew it all up. That's what he wants to hear.
Tyler Durden : [Robbing a liposuction clinic] The richest, creamiest fat in the world. The fat of the land.
Tyler Durden : It's getting exciting now, two and one-half. Think of everything we've accomplished, man. Out these windows, we will view the collapse of financial history. One step closer to economic equilibrium.
Narrator : Why wasn't I told about Project Mayhem?
Tyler Durden : What are you talking about?
Narrator : Why didn't you include me, in the beginning?
Tyler Durden : Fight Club *was* the beginning.
Lou : [Punches Tyler in the face] You hear me now?
Tyler Durden : Alright, alright, I got it. I got it - shit I lost it.
Narrator : [1:54:17] No, you have a house.
Tyler Durden : Rented in your name.
Narrator : You have jobs! You have a whole life!
Tyler Durden : You have night jobs because you can't sleep. Or you stay up and make soap.
Narrator : Marla. You're fucking Marla, Tyler.
Tyler Durden : Technically *you're* fucking Marla, but it's all the same to her.
Narrator : Oh my God.
[after meeting and having sex with Marla]
Tyler Durden : Man, you've got some fucked up friends, I'm tellin' ya. Limber, though...
Tyler Durden : You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
Narrator : He was *the* guerilla terrorist in the food service industry.
[the Narrator looks at Tyler, who's urinating in a pot]
Tyler Durden : Do not watch. I cannot go when you watch.
Narrator : Apart from seasoning the lobster bisque, he farted on the meringue, sneezed on braised endive, and as for the cream of mushroom soup, well...
Tyler Durden : [snickers] Go ahead. Tell 'em.
Narrator : ...you get the idea.
Tyler Durden : Well you did lose a lot of versatile solutions for modern living
Tyler Durden : I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve. Let the chips fall where they may.
Tyler Durden : [23:33] Did you know if you mixed equal parts of gasoline, orange juice concentrate you can make napalm?
Narrator : No, I did not know that. Is that true?
Tyler Durden : That's right. One can make all kinds of explosives using simple household explosives if one were so inclined.
[to the fleeing Raymond K. Hessel]
Tyler Durden : Run, Forrest, run!
Tyler Durden : [46:53] OK, any historical figure
Narrator : I'd fight Ghandi
Tyler Durden : Good answer!
Tyler Durden : Lincoln
Tyler Durden : WOAH! You are now firing a gun at your imaginary friend, near 400 gallons of nitroglycerin!
Tyler Durden : Look at you, running around in your underwear, you look like a crazy person!
Tyler Durden : Oh heavens no, not the green one. Pull any one but the green one.
[Narrator pulls the green one]
Tyler Durden : I asked you not to DO THAT!
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Actually, the first rule of the cult film is that people never stop talking about it.
I N THE scheme of history, the late 1990s were—for many in the West—a kind of nirvana. The cold war was won ; liberal democracy was rampant. The phantom millennium bug was as big a worry as any. In this becalmed era Chuck Palahniuk published “Fight Club”, his scabrous novel of male alienation, which the director David Fincher adapted for the screen. Starring Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden, the red-leather-jacketed id of modern man, the film had its premiere 25 years ago, in September 1999.
Contrary to the rules, people have never stopped talking about “Fight Club”, whether they consider it profound, offensive, pretentious or silly. Particularly among men of a certain age, it is a cultural monument of its era. As cult classics should, it had a limp run in cinemas but became a sensation on DVD , spawning copycat incidents, endless parodies and enduring controversy (its fascination with violence has been labelled “fascist”). A quarter of a century on it has lost none of its punch. The reverse is true. It resonates more today than in the tame late 1990s.
Played by Edward Norton, the unnamed narrator meets Durden on a plane. In contrast to the usual in-flight small talk, Durden is soon explaining how to make napalm (this is a story with a lot of amateur chemistry). He works as a cinema projectionist, splicing frames of pornography into family movies, and as a waiter at banquets, where he pees in the lobster bisque. For his part, the narrator is a wage-slave at the ultra-cynical end of capitalism: he calculates whether recalling faulty cars will cost or save the manufacturer money.
Along with its noirish palette and air of insomniac hallucination, the film has a mega-twist that it is still a shame to give away. Suffice it to say that, after an explosion in his flat, the narrator moves into Durden’s crumbling mansion. They fight for kicks outside a bar; other men pick up their taste for blood and bare knuckles. Brawling is an ecstasy that dispels the anaesthesia of modern life.
Amid all the thwacking and bleeding in dank basements—and the shots of Mr Pitt’s glistening torso—“Fight Club” is pugnaciously political. But its politics are confused. First it takes a swing at the false promises and deadening satiety of consumerism. “The things you own”, Durden declares, “end up owning you.” Later, when he bemoans the plight of the downtrodden proletariat, the problem is not too much affluence but too little.
The ideology on show is a hazy anarcho-nihilism, with the odd environmental flourish. Yet now, especially, there is wisdom within this incoherence. Indeed, the incoherence is itself an insight.
Consider the radicalisation process in the movie. As ever more unfulfilled men join the club, the aims and activities escalate. From knocking one another’s teeth out, an elite cohort moves on to vandalism and assault, then onwards to revolution. Fans have debated whether the film sympathises with the aggrieved masculinity it depicts or sends it up. Here it is clearly tipping into satire.
At the same time, the process itself is authentic. In addition to its official rules (the first rule is…never mind), the club demands total loyalty and obedience. Next comes brainwashing, and, as Durden’s plans spiral into fanaticism, a fateful step from private hobby to public crimes. When a recruit is in, he is in for good—and bad.
This cycle has played out repeatedly in the past 25 years, sped up by the internet . And, yes, it has mostly involved men. It is hard now to watch the skyscrapers collapse at the end of “Fight Club” without remembering the Twin Towers and al-Qaeda. Listen to the characters complain about women, and you think of noxious macho influencers and their online acolytes, or the derangements of the incel movement. The paramilitary outfits evoke America’s posturing right-wing militias.
Meanwhile the film illuminates an overlooked motive for some of the ills of this more troubled age. Durden and his peers, he says, are “the middle children of history”, with no great war or cause to call their own. In 1999 this gripe reflected the ennui of some in Generation X, who grew up into a pale, complacent world.
It also captures one reason why, today, some citizens of prosperous countries become convinced their lives are bereft, so turn to warped ideas and fiery leaders. The characters in “Fight Club” grope for a grievance to justify their rage, but its real wellspring is a gnawing feeling, less radical than banal. At bottom, they are just plain bored. ■
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In this chapter, Palahniuk evokes Ellison in order to transcend the narrator into a true Christ figure as well as to make a point on the importance of self-identity in a world where you are defined by your car, your job, and your paycheck.
Beginning as a short story–inspired by an altercation that he had while camping–in a 1995 anthology, Pursuit of Happiness , then only a mechanic and hobbyist writer, Chuck Palahniuk expanded the story that would become Fight Club to novel length after his second book, Invisible Monsters , was rejected by publishers for being too disturbing. Palahniuk actually intended for Fight Club to be more disturbing out of frustration, but the publishers took it up in 1996. After the success of Fight Club , Invisible Monsters was revisited and published in 1999, after Survivor , his third novel. It was also in 1999 that Fight Club would prove it’s longevity when David Fincher directed what would become a cult classic, despite its box office bombing . Becoming a symbol of masculinity with constant references in pop culture, Fight Club is the underground classic and modern Odyssey that put small-time, Midwestern author Chuck Palahniuk on the map, which has since led him to a prolific career–publishing some of the most interesting and disturbing fiction to date, with stories such as Guts , novels like Snuff , and nonfiction books such as Stranger than Fiction .
At 2013 San Diego Comic-Con, Palahniuk announced that there would be a sequel to Fight Club in the form of a 10 issue comic book series, titled Fight Club 2 . It takes place 10 years after the events of the both the novel and the film, and sees the Narrator (now called Sebastian) married to Marla, and a child with a bad habit of creating dangerous toys. The story would deal with the resurrection of the Narrator’s inner concious, Tyler Durden. It’s due out in May 2015.
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CHICAGO, ILLINOIS: Hillary Clinton 's appearance at the Democratic National Convention in Chicago on August 19 was marked by a poignant climax as her speech culminated with the rousing anthem 'Fight Song.'
The song by Rachel Platten struck a chord with the audience, capturing the essence of determination and solidarity that Clinton highlighted in her speech.
The convention hall, brimming with delegates and supporters, burst into an extended standing ovation as Clinton began her speech.
Her remarks highlighted America's strides and hurdles, recognizing President Joe Biden 's contributions and the Democratic Party's united endeavors. The crowd responded to Clinton's address with enthusiastic cheers and repeated chants of "Thank you, Joe!" honoring Biden's leadership.
Clinton, clearly touched by the warm reception, paused to savor the audience's fervor before leaving the stage. She concluded her speech by saying, "This is our time, America! This is when we stand up. This is when we break through. The future is here! It's in our grasp! LET'S GO WIN IT!"
WOW. Hillary Clinton being played out to her campaign theme “Fight Song” is so nostalgic and emotional. 🩵 Her parting words at the DNC: "This is our time, America! This is when we stand up. This is when we break through. The future is here! It's in our grasp! LET'S GO WIN IT!" pic.twitter.com/i9kR4DBLpE — ⚡️Daniel (@TheDancuso) August 20, 2024
The selection of 'Fight Song' to conclude the event was an intentional move to leave a lasting impression of motivation and unity, echoing the themes of hope and initiative that Clinton had emphasized in her speech.
The organizers of the convention chose the song as a symbolic act representing the continuous struggle for democratic values and the united determination to confront upcoming challenges.
The choice of 'Fight Song' was also influenced by its status as a motivational anthem, often employed in both political and personal settings to inspire and energize listeners.
The emotional impact of the song was evident, as numerous attendees discussed its significance on social media and in conversations.
'Fight Song' rapidly emerged as a trending topic, with users commending its effectiveness in highlighting the themes of Clinton's speech and honoring the Democratic Party's resilience and solidarity.
The Chicago DNC has been characterized by a succession of influential speeches and events, yet the climax with Clinton's rendition of 'Fight Song' emerged as a powerful testament to music's ability to enrich and uplift political dialogue.
As the convention progresses, the reverberations of Clinton's speech and the rousing melody of 'Fight Song' are expected to resonate, motivating delegates and audiences alike.
In 2016, the song 'Fight Song' gained prominence as an empowering anthem throughout Clinton's presidential campaign. It emerged as a rallying cry among her supporters, representing resilience and determination.
The song was showcased at numerous campaign events and in promotional content, capturing the essence of perseverance that was central to Clinton's campaign message.
As the videos began to go viral, sparking a new 'Fight Song' trend on social media for Clinton, users quickly started to react.
A user wrote, "Y’all I teared up more than a little bit when she walked in to Fight Song The AMAZING @HillaryClinton with a very deserving multi minute standing ovation!!!"
Y’all I teared up more than a little bit when she walked in to Fight Song The AMAZING @HillaryClinton with a very deserving multi minute standing ovation!!! pic.twitter.com/PdkOFgOz6r — Randon (@RandonSprinkle) August 20, 2024
Another added, "I don’t think I blinked from the moment she walked out till they played “Fight Song.” She was magnificent. And I think we needed to thank her more than we understood. Great night."
I don’t think I blinked from the moment she walked out till they played “Fight Song.” She was magnificent. And I think we needed to thank her more than we understood. Great night. — 💙 🟦 🛡️ #TeamKamala#ProCryptoLiberal#Pats (@YouRuinedItElon) August 20, 2024
A third commentator wrote, "The fight song wave of nostalgia omg."
the fight song wave of nostalgia omg pic.twitter.com/N3ozMG6vte — mvn (@mvn_dn) August 20, 2024
"It was a great speech. Hillary is a national treasure," one wrote.
It was a great speech. Hillary is a national treasure. — Michelle (@lovessays) August 20, 2024
A person remarked, "I was surprised by how powerful it was to see her on stage - she’s been taking slings and arrows my entire life, and is still so passionately committed to moving things forward. The mix of rage, sorrow, and inspiration was a LOT."
I was surprised by how powerful it was to see her on stage - she’s been taking slings and arrows my entire life, and is still so passionately committed to moving things forward. The mix of rage, sorrow, and inspiration was a LOT. — mmmaiammm (@mmmaiammm1) August 20, 2024
Another user added, "I could live with never hearing this song again but her speech was actually incredible. Pitch-perfect. But of course my unpopular view is that she’s always been a compelling speaker and a great candidate."
I could live with never hearing this song again but her speech was actually incredible. Pitch-perfect. But of course my unpopular view is that she’s always been a compelling speaker and a great candidate. https://t.co/Z0n6x0A2go — Jill Filipovic (@JillFilipovic) August 20, 2024
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F I G H T C L U B by Jim Uhls based on a novel by Chuck Palahnuik 2/16/98 ----- SCREEN BLACK JACK (V.O.) People were always asking me, did I know Tyler Durden. FADE IN: INT. SOCIAL ROOM - TOP FLOOR OF HIGH RISE -- NIGHT TYLER has one arm around Jack's shoulder; the other hand holds a HANDGUN with the barrel lodged in JACK'S MOUTH.
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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 ...
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CHICAGO, ILLINOIS: Hillary Clinton's appearance at the Democratic National Convention in Chicago on August 19 was marked by a poignant climax as her speech culminated with the rousing anthem 'Fight Song.' The song by Rachel Platten struck a chord with the audience, capturing the essence of determination and solidarity that Clinton highlighted in her speech.
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