The Narrator's cleaning obsession is actually a motif throughout the film. Early on he talks about how he used to get back home from work and obsessively clean his condo. After Tyler appears, the movie progresses into a weird paradox whereby the Narrator's appearance keeps deteriorating even though he's constantly seen cleaning himself.
It's a bold and ballsy book that challenges our complacency, our routines, our attachment to material things, and our very perception of our existence.
No holds are barred.
No feelings are spared. What's left after you peel away the layers of all your pre-conceived societially-accepted ideological crap? Pure squeaky, shiny enlightenment.
Here are some of the best pearls of wisdom from Fight Club. You are not the car you drive.
You're not the contents of your wallet. The teacher who clears all possessions from my path will set me free. Advertising has these people chasing cars and clothes they don't need.
Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need.
|Unmissable||Copy Link Copied 25 The Opening Warning There are hidden breadcrumbs for the movie even before the opening credits pump through. Until he meets Tyler for the first time.|
|Start watching Fight Club||The book and film have become shorthand for a very particular type of masculinity.|
|Employees accused of running dementia resident fight club in North Carolina||Watching it today, Brad Pitt and Edward Norton's anti-consumerist film is a bunch of stylized bullshit.|
If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't. You tell yourself, this is the last sofa I will ever need in my life.
Buy the sofa, then for a couple years you're satisfied that no matter what goes wrong, at least you've got your sofa issue handled. Then the right set of dishes. Then the perfect bed.
The drapes. The rug. Then you're trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you used to own, now they own you.