Bloody Rationalism David Fincher’s Fight Club has one significant advantage over every other cinematic thrill machine out there: it feels genuinely dangerous. Stylishly funky yet faultlessly streamlined, a strange concoction of incessant momentum, spasmodic hilarity, insinuating weirdness and, not incidentally, a brilliant, catalytic performance by Brad Pitt, this fevered fantasy touches on the most primal
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