Something more about Fight Club

Kareem 2022-04-23 07:01:01

This short article is about Fukuyama's "The End of History and the Last Man", and it is recommended to read the last part of the book: "The Last Historical Man".

The concept mentioned by Fukuyama is the "first person" in history, that is, the person who fought the battle of spirit for the "desire of superiority". This battle of spirit has nothing to do with the issue of food and clothing.
When the first man in history disappears, so does the "desire for superiority"; that is, the desire to fight for the spirit of "I am stronger than the others", and there is no real important thing in life. question. Because all are equal, there is only a feeble concern for personal interests and desires. We become the "last historical man": we only care about the house, car, money, and fitness, and we no longer have the desire and necessity to fight bloody battles.

That's the rationale behind Fight Club: we stop thinking we can be stronger, have a "desire for superiority," and fight for it, then life itself becomes meaningless. We need to fight each other, prove ourselves stronger than others, and sacrifice blood and order. In the end, destroy the order and make everyone "the first" again: a bloody fight to the end for courage and fame.

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Extended Reading
  • Rebecca 2022-03-23 09:01:04

    Norton and Pete are actually a little ambiguous and very good shooting techniques. The nihility of life should be thrown away

  • Dwight 2021-10-20 18:58:07

    A typical anti-system movie, haha, really funny. MMD, ironically deconstructed everything, cool. It's a pity that this destruction is uncontrollable and troublesome.

Fight Club quotes

  • Narrator: Bob loved me because he thought my testicles were removed too. Being there, pressed against his tits, ready to cry. This was my vacation... and she ruined *everything*.

    Marla Singer: This is cancer, right?

    Narrator: This chick Marla Singer did not have testicular cancer. She was a liar. She had no diseases at all. I had seen her at Free and Clear, my blood parasite group Thursdays. Then at Hope, my bi-monthly sickle cell circle. And again at Seize the Day, my tuberculous Friday night. Marla... the big tourist. Her lie reflected my lie. Suddenly, I felt nothing. I couldn't cry, so once again I couldn't sleep.

  • Narrator: Bob had bitch tits.