Posts Tagged ‘David Fincher’

Movie Millisecond: You can kiss me on a …

July 21, 2011

Se7en (David Fincher, 1995).

Fight Club Friday: The one you love

June 24, 2011

Friday night’s all right for fighting.

Fight Club Friday: the Calvin and Hobbes connection

December 10, 2010


via.

Picture this: a hyper, self-absorbed child initially concocts an imaginary friend as the ideal playmate, to whom more realistic qualities soon become attributed. This phantasm becomes a completely separate personality, with his own likes, dislikes, temperament — and the imaginer and the imagined clash and argue constantly, though remaining fast friends.

(Chow, Galvin P. “Fight Club: the Return of Hobbes.” March 11, 2001.)

Marla Singer = Susie Derkins, who Calvin hates and Hobbes sends valentines.

Daaannnnng.

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Fight Club Friday: Enter Marla

September 10, 2010

Better check her, dude. It’s the only way to be sure.

Fight Club Friday: Warning

August 27, 2010

Friday night’s all right for fighting.


Tyler, I will quit excessively masturbating when you pry the internet out of my cold, dead hands.

The usual warning on the VHS/DVD release of Fight Club (David Fincher, 1999) has been … altered. In many ways it’s a far superior and more dire warning than the normal: less materialism, more connection to one another — no threat of jail time, but rather the threat of an empty life.

Is this little fun tidbit also on the Blu-Ray? I assume yes, but haven’t seen it personally.

E.E. Cummings Month: a total stranger one black day knocked living the hell out of me

August 10, 2010


a total stranger one black day
knocked living the hell out of me —

who found forgiveness hard because
my(as it happened)self he was

— but now that fiend and i are such
immortal friends the other’s each.

(E.E. Cummings, “Poem 58”. 95 Poems, New York: Harcourt, 1958.)

“It is the curse of mankind that these polar twins should be constantly struggling.” — Robert Louis Stevenson, The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.

Perfect for the issues dealt with in this poem, am I right? Have you ever roundhoused yourself and been totally gobsmacked by your own behavior? I should think we all have, at some point (not all of us as acutely as Mr. Anon. and Tyler Durden, here). You think you have it under control but you have that Other You that just up and emerges. Look out for That Guy.

If you let him out a bit at a time, then he is mainly manageable, but, if you shut him down everytime he has something he wants to express, and you’re constantly repressing him, then when he gets out, there’s no telling what he’ll do and say. The harder you hold That Guy back, the worse That Guy behaves when he gets loose. I’m not pulling this from the air: I’m speaking from experience. If you want to befriend the fiend, you’ve got to first want to do it, and second do it by degrees. Any other method ends badly. Very badly.

I’m thinking of starting a “Fight Club Friday” feature. But I apologize in advance if it doesn’t get off the ground right away. I’m both cautious and lazy.