Review of Fight Club (1999) by Sean H — 29 Jan 2014

A cathartic head-trip of a movie that kicks the shit out of you and throws you onto the street, leaving you asking yourself what the fuck just happened. Support groups and soap makers and anarchic groups that worship the dead? Huh? Multiple watches allow the movie to unfold, as it takes you on a brutal journey with Brad Pitt as your philosophising tour-guide who teaches you to fuck society in the ass and stick it to the man.

Or something.