The cult says that material things are shameful, and we should exchange physical pain for spiritual sublimation.
The cult says that we must destroy, not build, and start everything from scratch.
Watching the movie again, I dragged it to life from five stars to three. I wanted to keep four stars. But I don't think there are any less stars, I can't express how fucked this movie is. But even so, the film maintained a 9.1 average. Maybe the more fucked up the movie gets, the better it gets. Maybe everyone is fucking or wishing to be. But now I just want to be a little Normal.
If there was one word to describe the subject of the film, it would be pain. There are thousands of reasons for suffering, such as emptiness, hesitation, helplessness, and so on. It seems like Nietzsche said that suffering is a necessary course in life. In the film, Jack suffers from severe insomnia. He is a small company employee with insignificant status, wandering in the city like dust, just like you and me. He asked the doctor for sleeping pills, and the doctor said, your pain is nothing, you should go to church to see testicular cancer patients. Later, he saw Bob, who had big tits because of hormones, buried his head between his big tits and cried, and his insomnia was unexpectedly cured. Then Jack wandered among the various terminally ill clubs, feeling the tranquility of life in the air of imminent death.
At first I thought it was Confession that saved him. But in fact it is nothing but escape, with the help of another life, another more humble and desperate life, and then forgetting one's own pain. So when Jack meets Martha, his insomnia reappears. Martha is as dusty as Jack, dark and decadent. She wanted to die, but couldn't. She also wandered among various terminally ill clubs. Her arrival pierced Jack's mask and saw that he was not a real dying person. The road to escape is blocked, and the pain is like a shadow again.
The new way out of pain is violence (oh, rather self-abuse). Jack meets Tyler (later we know, Tyler is himself). As a fantasy doppelganger, Tyler is strong, humorous, and quite intelligent. He despised material things, contempt for the powerful, promoted cults, cultivated the army, and did all kinds of immoral things. The fight club they created was a shirtless fight between men, there were no rules at all, it was completely primitive venting, as long as no one died. The person who was beaten to death and his teeth fell is still very high. Maybe men are inherently violent (who knows, maybe it has something to do with testosterone). But whether physical pain or pleasure, the essence is just a kind of paralysis. Exchanging self-mutilation for the disgust and fear of others will only make oneself more humble and pitiful in the end. This only shows that the pain has reached a certain level.
An upgraded version of violence, which is havoc. Self-abuse is not enough, so he begins to abuse the entire society, and even creates fires, explosions, and disrupts the normal order. In short, as long as no one is killed, anything can be done. Gradually, the damage was unstoppable. Bob was shot by the police. Gradually, Jack discovered his split and tried to stop it, but he couldn't stop anything but a shot in the throat. Several buildings bloomed like fireworks in front of his eyes, um, and he was holding the woman's hand. It's a bit romantic, but then it's up to him to hang up.
The whole film goes down, the pain is not resolved, but leads to destruction (unless you say that death really ends the pain). Pain comes from the heart (no wonder the film is set to be a schizophrenic character). But what arises in the heart, in addition to greed, hatred and delusion, there is truth, goodness and beauty. There is a powerful energy in your heart, and what can truly redeem yourself in the end will not be escape, violence, masochism, or self-destruction.
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