"This is the sort of film which film reviewers relish.
Subversive, essentially cerebral and multi--layered.
Edward Norton's anarchical anti-hero is fleshed out with
Brat Pitt's raw sex appeal. In a modern Kafkaesque setting
the enemy is the system which emasculates and alienates.
Fight Club is the metaphor for a return to a primal world
of male violence with its alphadog brutality. But despite its
invention and originality, Fight Club is not an easy film to
watch. It's too bizarre! Both Norton and Pitt do their best
to lighten the bleakness with off-beat humour . . . but
they never enlist the viewers' sympathies . .. The characters are ideas rather than individuals. In fact it's the only woman in the film, Helena Bonham Carter with her
totally convincing American accent who almost manages to portray a real live human being. I'm afraid I can't
enthuse about a film which remains obstinately diffuse
and nihilistic. However one must applaud the film's attempts to try to deal with the plight of the American
male whose wholesome physicality is pinned down by
bureaucracy and restrictive social and cultural conditioning.
But it's too dark, too grotesque and too confusing . . and in the end, has nowhere to go."