Watched Fight Club the other night. Kay doesn’t like dark comedies when they get too dark, so I watched it by myself. Wow. If you can tolerate the violence, this movie is a wicked satire of consumer culture.
I was reminded of hushed references to an Allelon Fight Club. Which gets me thinking, how much of church culture is really consumer spirituality? Don’t actually do anything, just sit back and swallow what has been predigested for you. It passes through your system and you crap it out, ready for more — but you haven’t lived the Life.
This is also a superb post-modern movie. When Kay told me she was tired and was going to bed, I had about half an hour left to watch, so I told her I wouldn’t be long. Wrong. After being stunned by the ending, I had to go back and pretty much watch the movie again because it changes the story. I tried fast-forwarding through most of it, so I’m sure I missed various things, but it was fascinating to hear the narration, watch the scenes, listen to the dialog — same movie, different story.
Tyler: “You have to know the answer to this question. If you died right now, how would you feel about your life?”
Jack: “I don’t know, I wouldn’t feel anything good about my life, is that what you want to hear me say? Fine. Come on!”
Tyler: “Not good enough.”