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Despite terrific comic acting...and an atomic first hour, Fight Club makes a few wrong turns and ends up lost itself.
It really is very very long; watching it like going to an all-night movie show where the only film is Fight Club. Yet it’s tremendously directed and performed with brio.
This exercise in mainstream masochism, macho posturing, and designer-grunge fascism is borderline ridiculous. But it also happens to be David Fincher's richest movie.