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.
Space monkey pov. This is the guy you’re throwing your life away for?
who up thinking about movie angel face. what if you were a boy and your role in the narrative was to make the protagonist realize that what he's feeling towards the 'relationship' between you and the man you idolize is jealousy. what if he brutalized you specifically because of it
something about the fact that angel face is described as a pretty boy just adds to the homoeroticism of the relationship btwn the narrator and tyler. just so happens that the guy that incites the narrator's just so happens to be a younger prettier man, because isn't that the fear, that a partner's eyes might wonder to someone younger, prettier? and to have the narrator specifically beat his face in to try just feels like a redirect for his frustrations towards that towards this 'beauty'. (it's for a different reason in the book granted)
something something about a younger man trying to find community and finding them. how cruel it is for him to face take a beating that left him disfigured from one of the leaders he idolized (or i guess. the leader) and for him to be so twisted up that he seemed happy about it. even being referred to as angel face could be interpreted as either he's pretty or he's young, babyfaced in the way that angels are meant to convey a sense of innocence and in the movie the narrator takes that away from him. the feature that stood out enough to grant him his namesake was taken from him and maybe it was to strip him further of identity or maybe the narrator was just upset he wasn't the apple of tyler's eye anymore and that was a fine enough target
he's used like a spark in the movie, little things he does irritate the narrator and are used to emphasize the distance thats growing between him and tyler. i love his role in the narrative there
The level of dysphoria where you have to tell yourself you aren't acting feminine you're just a multifaceted person with different parts and those parts are important to be well rounded
being obsessed with characters who fucking suuuuck is awesome cause when u suck u can go waow I am Just like [x] and thentake a moment to process that's probably not a good thing and then shrug and keep being a boy and/or girl failure or just like a failure in general too i guess
"they're the same person" "they're different people"
They are a result of mitosis 🦠
'I'm a top" "I'm a bottom' okay??? I'm Jack's raging bile duct??? I'm Jack's cold sweat??? I'm Jack's complete lack of surprise??? I'm Jack's inflamed sense of rejection??? I'm Jack's smirking revenge??? I'm Jack's broken heart???
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
hi tumblr...