my ideal existence is not knowing about the oscars or the super bowl or any of that horseshit...I jerk off to clear running water and live off whatever wanders into my open mouth
yaoi attack incoming ⚠️⚠️⚠️
Corporate World.
oh, that’s fluff. that’s fluff of my character that I think should get run over by a bus.
I think people forget about Chloe too much when they talk about fight club. She is the only real character outside of Project mayhem that Narrator can half stand. She's the only real character that represents the outside world in any real way. Marla is too detached from real life to provide any kind of normalcy or to contrast the Narrator and Tyler, since she is heading towards bottom, as Tyler himself even says.
I think Chloe is more important to the story than she's given credit for. She represents some real life, in the same kind of way Bob does. She is a normal person, she probably went to work and had friends and maybe began to think about a family. Then she gets cancer, and suffers enormously, and then she dies.
I think part of it (like with Bob) is that the Narrator recognizes that they didn't deserve their deaths. They did nothing wrong, they hurt nobody. They did everything they were supposed to, yet they still suffered and died feeling completely isolated from the people around them and the people who used to be in their life had left them.
But he did nothing right. He runs an underground fight club, he commits crimes, he steals, he threatens, he beats and destroys, he cooks down parts of people into soap and sells it without batting an eye. He let's other young men get dragged into it all, he is the real source of the issues, not Tyler. He refuses to even consider that he was to blame for things.
And yet, he's fine. He survives, he enjoys his time, he connects to somebody, he is surrounded by people practically falling over themselves to help him and do whatever he says. Chloe and Bob died, alone, and he lives, void of any consequence.
CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE IN CALL OF DUTY: MODERN WARFARE (2019)
hustler whiter (1996)
— dir. bruce labruce & rick castro
Hate trans male stereotypes with all my heart, but very much love the distinct subset of us who are big into Fight Club. Because hell yeah. The Narrator is Literally Me Bro. In my head Fight Club is a story about dysphoria, the repressed masculinity and anger that comes with it, and unhealthy coping mechanisms. It's accidental trans cinema. Also I like men.