Review – Fight Club

First rule of Fight Club: consider avoiding Fight Club. Second rule of Fight Club: if you do see Fight Club, consider leaving after the first hour and a half or so. This film begins with Ed Norton and Brad Pitt turning in fine performances as two men expressing their dissatisfaction with modern life. Even Helena Bonham Carter plays a tolerable character for a change. Though a little over-laden with testosterone, the script manages to be witty, sometimes even clever. The plot keeps moving, and the characters are engaging. Then suddenly – I can’t tell you precisely when without giving away part of the plot – the film takes a radical turn for the stupid. The final product is a muddled mess of men’s movement machismo mixed with a hearty helping of PCP-esque paranoid hallucinations. Mildly amusing