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<font size="2"><p>Movie Review
<font size="4"><br>Fight Club</font>
<br>by Gary Johnson</font>
<p><i><font size="6" color="#804000"><b>D</b></font>irector David Fincher loves to pull the rug out from underneath the audience during the final reel. He did it in his most famous movie, <i>Seven</i>. He did it in his last movie, <i>The Game</i>. And he does it in his most recent movie, <i>Fight Club</i>. In each case, Fincher gives us a story that, in retrospect, works like a <i>Twilight Zone</i> episode: the nightmarish logic that guides his stories suddenly becomes clear in the final act when a vicious twist strikes like a scorpion's stinger and makes us rethink the movie we have just seen.
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