Fight Club
If you could fight anyone, who would you fight? Would it be your boss? Your father who abandoned you? Would it be Hitler who killed millions of innocent people? Or would you fight the whole society, for causing everything you hate on this world, for leaving you sit for hours in a place you hate, surrounded by people you hate, every single day, so you buy worthless stuff meaning nothing, just so all this stuff can end up owning you? Or would you rather fight yourself for having these kind of thoughts?
Fighting is no stranger for mankind. We are designed to fight to satisfy our basic biological needs such as gaining food. A natural instinct, drowned deep in ourselves after decades of having too much. Leaves me asking myself are we really alive this way we live from morning to the night, Monday to Sunday, year to year. The thing that makes you alive when you fight is perhaps one of the most important hormone for our survival. Adrenaline. After fighting everything else looses volume, beacuse nothing else seems to carry the same importance, in other words the same amount of adrenaline. These are about all the thoughts that l gathered in my mind after watching the Fight Club. But it is far not everything the movie is about, as I am not targeting this essay neither at the fans or the people who have never seen Fight Club. There are multiple ways to understand the point this movie is carrying.
And here you are, watching the last scene of Fight Club trying to make an order in your
head after the messy two and a half hours of footage which might not make any racional
sense to you at all, leaving you asking where has your mind gone. Let me advise you to give
it a few days. You migh just wanna start a fight with a random person after some time of
thinking...