“I loved a maid as fair as summer with sunlight in her hair.I loved a maid as red as autumn with sunset in her hair.I loved a maid as white as winter with moonglow in her hair.”
telling someone to read a book and watching as their world slowly gets destroyed by it
I actually love Fight Club! I just… exercise a lot of caution around casual media consumers who claim to love it. There are a lot of reasons to love Fight Club; however, many of those reasons, because of the composition of the film, are pretty dodgy.
ie all the MMA fighters I have met fucking love that movie. It appears to be an MMA Thing.
Now, this is pretty weird, right? Because the movie itself ends on a note that says “no, nihilistic punch-fucking is destructive and bad and can’t change anything.” And there’s a lot of criticism of the fight club lifestyle in the script of the film. So you’d think: you realize this movie is, uh, shitting all over you guys and everything you believe, right?
But there’s this weird thing where, even though the script says one thing, the emotional and visual experience of the film is like “THIS SHIT IS RAD. THIS SHIT IS THE BEST. ENJOY THIS SHIT.” On the one hand that sort of nihilistic anarchy is kinda awesome, and tempting! On the other hand, then you combine it with all the machismo wrapped up in the Fight Club context, you end up with a lot of… well, dudely violence that. when embraced outside of a film context. gets. really. shitty.
You can argue (as FilmCritHULK does in a really excellent article) that this makes the movie less effective as a story. I have both reservations with and props for that perspective. I do think that David Fincher sometimes doesn’t comprehend the full narrative and social implications of his creations. Not a lot of creators do! I just find that Fincher is a little more… negligent… in areas that are very sensitive and have wide ramifications, and in areas that he, as an experienced creator, should also be a lot more attuned to (see: his role in House of fucking Cards, which I also love but have massive problems with).
My main issue with Fight Club, personally, is the number of assholes who have (in my presence) used the film to justify bullshit. While those assholes are a facet of the film’s creative composition, the film itself isn’t responsible with them. So my issue is less with Fight Club and more with humans.
EDIT: I reblogged that quote because David Fincher and I both know that sometimes men who are really really into Fight Club and live the life and love the film but don’t watch movies for a living… are men who hate women.
if you can’t stand the heat, stay out of hell.
«So you’re telling me the world isn’t getting worse? I’ve seen kids today, all in black, wearing makeup, shit on their faces. Everything’s sex. Clinton.»
on a scale of 1 to clint barton getting groped by killer robots how fucked are you
i love the Women Against Feminism that are like “I dont need feminism because i can admit i need my husband to open a jar for me and thats ok!” cause listen 1. get a towel 2. get the towel damp 3. put it on the lid and twist. BAM now men are completely useless. you, too, can open a jar. time to get a divorce
"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in
someone telling me to calm down when I was already calm unleashes a fury that not even hell can contain
For the love of fashion!!!
"to cast you down and take all that you hold dear”