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David FincherScénario:
Jim UhlsPhotographie:
Jeff CronenwethMusique:
The Dust BrothersActeurs·trices:
Edward Norton, Brad Pitt, Helena Bonham Carter, Meat Loaf, Jared Leto, Zach Grenier, Holt McCallany, Eion Bailey, Richmond Arquette, David Andrews (plus)VOD (6)
Résumés(1)
Le narrateur, sans identité précise, vit seul, travaille seul, dort seul, mange seul ses plateaux-repas pour une personne comme beaucoup d'autres personnes seules qui connaissent la misère humaine, morale et sexuelle. C'est pourquoi il va devenir membre du Fight club, un lieu clandestin ou il va pouvoir retrouver sa virilité, l'échange et la communication. Ce club est dirigé par Tyler Durden, une sorte d'anarchiste entre gourou et philosophe qui prêche l'amour de son prochain. (Splendor Films)
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Critiques (11)
Au dix-huitième, quand j'étais en colère contre le système et que j'écoutais avec frénésie les Doors (en tant que musique) et Pulp Fiction (en tant que film), le film de ma vie aurait été Fight Club. Mais aujourd'hui, je ne pense pas que je ne pourrais pas être une star de cinéma si je le voulais vraiment et si j'avais tout fait pour y parvenir. Et j'ai déjà appris à naviguer dans le système. Ce qui est une raison suffisante pour que ce film me semble juste être une bêtise très bien filmée.
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This is the richest interpretive film I know. Is it a critique of consumerism, a satire on the far-right and anarchist associations at the same time, or just a provocative thriller about the need for violence? Maybe all of it. In any case, it takes a good bit of genius to make it not look, through its shiny facade, like an angry young generation that wants to save the world with rocks in their hands, but rather like a serious ancient philosopher who has it all figured out to the last detail. It was a breakthrough life film for when I was in my 20s, and a decade later it’s (only) a fantastic cinematic ride without compromises, reflecting the end of the 1990s like few other things.
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An undisguised anarchist tinge of unapologetic shitting on the system? A satire on the emergence of terrorist groups seemingly based on good intentions? The hidden desires of a young man who wants to be something he can't be? Maybe none of it and maybe all of it together? In this case, I don’t care. The fact is that this is a brilliant piece of filmmaking with lots of great moments and food for thought. Fincher kicks ass.
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The genius directing by David Fincher plays the main role in Fight Club, being able to keep up with the anarchically crazy literary manifestation by Palahniuk against the current lifestyle of western society. Someone else who contributed a lot toward the excellent result was Jim Uhls, who adapted the book into a screenplay that could be used to make a movie. Unarguably, the book is a stronger experience, but the movie also has much to offer, thanks to the actors, the technical side and, primarily, Fincher’s playfulness. On the other hand, the original book isn’t one of the best things ever to have trickled out of Palahniuk’s sick mind.
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The most indigestible, but intellectually and thematically the most charged and, perhaps for some, the most compelling David Fincher film. And after mature consideration, also my favorite. Anarchy, fights, and at times hopeless situations, depression, and despair. But above all, the life in it! The living energy of all the characters at any time of the day, night, or person.
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