Fight Club

An insomniac office drone, sleepwalking through catalog furniture and corporate non-life, falls in with a charismatic soap salesman, and together they build something that starts as a basement brawling ritual and metastasizes into a movement. Fincher runs the film as a first-person unreliable narration delivered at speed — voiceover that editorializes, imagery that outruns what the narrator can admit to himself, a structure designed to be revisited rather than just experienced. Norton and Pitt play off each other as two halves of a psyche in open warfare, with Bonham Carter circling both as a figure who complicates every clean reading the film seems to offer.