Characters' thrill of fighting used as an antidote to materialism/consumerism.

Extraordinarily intelligent film, amazing a major studio ever did it.

"The sex simply gets in the way of the Homo erotica, be gone humans without cocks!"

"How can a woman think she can go to a testicular cancer support group? It makes my blood boil."

"Why oh why oh why didn't they just have one actor and just use different hairstyles? We could have saved a fortune." (Studio executive).

"Wunderbarr! A cacophony of street cred in an easy to swallow tablet. More truth uttered in this movie than in the entire series of The Cosby Show, and I mean the whole damn 10 years of it."

"A slimy, dirty, dripping-wet-feelie-hugging-men-with-bit-titties of a movie is offset by not much in the way of entertainment. I loved it."

"Pissing in the soup at a restaurant, how awful, but I know what they mean (wink). From my own experience I would recommend that you do not do this directly into the diner's bowl - I did it once and the soup was so thick that my manly-strength urine left a trail like in snow - it didn't mix in at all and laid like a puddle on the top of the soup."

"It's my homoerotic fantasy." (wank).

"No! No! No! The plumbing in that apartment is all wrong." (wonk).

"I have often seen young gentlemen with bandages on, do they all do this behind the scenes?"

"I live next door to an eye hospital. I often seen young men coming out with patches over their eyes. In future I jolly well intend to give them a punch as I fancy myself as a bit of a street fighter type even though I'm over 78 years old."

"A horribly vicious little movie, I went straight home and washed myself with 'Singing in the Rain' for hours."

"This film is something for the time capsule to be pinged into space."

"Does Tyler know everything? You know, I think he does."

"A veritable cornucopia of punching young men with their shirts off. I was most impressed by the utterings of Mr Tyler. I don't often hear someone so young talking so much sense (I normally stick my fingers in my ears and run back keenly into the sanctity of my car if it happens at the garage - which is pretty much the only time I have to associate with such rapscallions.)"

"Oh, Mr Meatloaf, I have always been a fan and oh how I prayed you could get some of that weight off your flabby ass so you didn't die of whatever in the 1980's. To see you in this movie was as depressing as watching Elvis when he became that whole hunka lard. Get on that Stairmaster and don't come off it until a friend can poke you in the stomach and still see their hand at the end of their arm!"

The Brad Pitt and Edward Norton characters are the same person - this is not clear until well into the second half of the film - Norton character suffering from schizophrenic disorder.

Basic plot summary:

Love interest between Bonham Carter character who Pitt screws and Norton despises as a leach.

Norton spends his free time going to support groups as he feels inadequate. Here he meets Bonham Carter, they agree to go to alternate day's meetings so they don't bump into each other.

Pitt's character represents confidence. He sets up Fight Club, a place where men can come to fight in an animalistic conduit for their aggression, no longer needed in their normal lives.

As Fight Club grows, it becomes a terrorist type gang of fighters causing mischief and mayhem across the country.

Ending:

They all die happily ever after when Norton shoots himself in the mouth with a gun.

How much do you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?

Milk and punch yourself hard in the face every ten minutes.

Sumo wrestler fight club

Big fat flabby 350lb one - Tyler

Big fat flabby farty 360lb one - Norton's character

Small fat flabby 185lb one in fat suit - Meatloaf (as original)

A baby suckling pig - Carter's characte

A little bit of gratuitous sex, also sounds of orgasmic screaming (not sure if this is from Brad Pitt or Helen Bonham Carter).

Did you ever have a dream and got way laid by society into doing some menial job to get by?

F-word the menial job, do what you want to do.

Yes. Even when they are not performing the f-word, you know they are thinking it.

Some scenes simply scream f-word without any more input. If there is an award for drapes screaming f-word, then this movie should get it.

One of the best movies of the 1990's.

The movie has a point, it is not just about fighting.

We can imagine a number of unhappy street fighter types being disappointed. This is not a Claude van Damme level picture. Whilst there are scenes of bare knuckle fighting this only takes up about 5-8 minutes of the movie.

Hopefully, this film has introduced many knuckle heads to an intelligent movie (if they stayed to the end). Unfortunately a number of intelligent viewers may be put off by what they perceive to be a mindless film - get over it, you'll enjoy it.

Amazingly brave decision by a major studio to do this, no doubt someone was fired.