It’s a guys movie. I say that because only a man can relate best to this movie.
Since, I didn’t watch the trailer or read the reviews and/or synopsis, I just went in hoping for the best.
I expected it to be a guy movie with men beating each other up as part of their club, as the title name would suggest. I expected Brad Pitt to be the hero.
At the end of the movie I was only half right.
It was a disturbing movie. And as much as I like disturbing movies, I’m a little creeped out.
I guess I don’t get that side of a man, where his job means so much to him.
Edward Norton remains unnamed throughout the movie as a representation of “every man who is discontented with his job and his life”.
It was fairly predictable especially the scene that his girlfriend (played by acting goddess Helena Bonham Carter) looks at him funny when he talks about Brad. That was the moment I knew that Brad Pitt was in his head.
After all, Ed is no stranger to films where he plays dual personalities; case in point Primal Fear and The Hulk.
It was ugly and gruesome. So much blood made it a little demonic.
Maybe people played the movie up alot, but it really wasn’t as great as it was claimed to be.
Fighting scenes were ruthless no doubt. Kinda reminded me of the fighting scenes in Never Back Down.
But as slightly mediocre as I thought it was, I definitely took away one thing. It’s easy to get caught up in a materialistic world.
Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. The things you own end up owning you.
O_O Felt kinda evil. *shudders*
On a side note: Why do we let advertising set the benchmark of the standard we choose to live our lives. Why do we let brands tell us whether we’re good enough?
Thinking of: Dermatologists, Common Sense and Reasonable Discourse, Ted Mosby and The One.