The movie does an amazingly accurate job bringing the book to life. All of the characters were exactly how I expected them to be, and if not then better. Brad Pitt was the perfect alter ego for the narrator. Marla Singer looked just as foul as I imagined and her icky ways, visualized, made the narrators disgust of her more surreal. The narrator’s mental disorder was captured accurately and better depicted in the movie. In the beginning of the movie, there are flashes of Tyler Durden that are nearly invisible if one is unaware of what is slowly happening to the narrator’s mental health. Big Bob’s character was hilarious, though his man boobs were excessively larger than I imagined from reading the text. The narrator’s boss and all of the space monkeys from Project Mayhem were astonishing as well.
The book had an extremely intense pace that the movie captures well. The narrator’s mental disorder, whatever he has, is intensified by the camera and the music. The music was also beneficial during the actual fight club scenes. The sound of bones breaking and fists clashing does a lot more to the senses than the sheer imagination of those noises. The movie does an outstanding job of highlighting the fights so that everyone watching can feel the strength and intensity. The book is a story. The movie is an experience. This is the only movie we have seen all year that I feel does not lack anything from the book and there is nothing the book does better. The only limitation of the movie is that it absorbs you into the screen, therefore relinquishing your individual creativity and imagination.
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