So, I just finished Fight Club last night. This was my first time reading it. I know. I'm behind in the whole pop culture thing. Right. But, I've been thinking about doing my masters work and doctoral work with an emphasis on these Transgressional writers. Why not catch up. All summer, the real books I've read have been Chuck's books and Bret Ellis'.
This one got me though. I saw the movie a couple times, and was kind of used to the way things were running there. I liked the whole idea of getting rid of Tyler. It held to the whole self-help theme of the book. It made sense that Marla would be there as the whole world fell, and now, in my head, I'm putting things together between the movie and the book to make the perfect ending. Already I'm having trouble remembering what was so bad when it seems so perfect in my head. It wasn't so much the suicide scene. It was the narrator being dead afterwards. What the fuck? Nevermind that he could never have lived a normal life after all that, but couldn't he have tried? I guess Mr. Palahniuk did what he had to do.
I'm going to read some essays on the book and see if I can't come to grips with this. That always helped me appreciate something I didn't like in college. Just reading some paper that someone had worked so hard on, analyzing something I hated, it was inspiring and made me want to keep reading.
Onward and upward on the Chuck books! They're still better than fantasy literature. Can't decide which one is next though. They all sound so good! Still, Stranger Than Fiction was the best so far.
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