This movie fits into a category of films that I just can't stand. This doesn't necessarily mean the movie is bad ... but I don't get it.
I'm happy. I grew up in a happy family. My parents were loving and supportive. I was successful in school. I went to college, graduated, got a job, got married, have kids. I like my life.
So I don't get this. I don't get the narrator's misery with life. I don't get the hatred of the world and disdain for those who abide by its rules. I don't get how fight club is a release instead of an anathema. I don't understand the ennui, the rage, or the self-righteous smugness. I can't relate to it. Any of it. And the movie does nothing to draw me in. I never feel for the character and never understand him. I read some post here that talked about Tyler being a hero or protagonist at the beginning of the film. I don't get that. From his first introduction on the airplane he seemed to be a borderline psychotic jerk. The only thing that changed as the army got raised was that I dropped the 'borderline'.
I'm filing it with Lost in Translation, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Annie Hall (and probably others I can't think of right now) as movies that I'm just too happy to really get. I can't relate to the character, I can't relate to Tyler, I don't get why anyone would want to be a part of fight club, and I certainly don't understand how anyone (much less lots of people) would want to be part of Project Mayhem. It's simply beyond me. I guess I just haven't suffered enough, and if the down side is then I don't like this movie ... well, I'm just not broken up about it.