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bookish I finished reading Fight Club recently for the first time. We saw the movie for the first time years ago and I was always amazed I never read the book or saw the movie when I was younger. They are such 90s artifacts and 20 year old me would have been all over them back in the day!
Some part of me can still relate to both, however. Since I left working at the public library all my jobs have been office jobs and they all came with their own sense of boredom, sitting too much and staring at a computer too much. Right now I identify with the nameless narrator's insomnia. Middle age insomnia is totally a thing and I wouldn't be surprised if I spawned my own Tyler Durden one of these days. The themes of loneliness and alienation are universal and somehow I found none of the violence shocking.
The book and movie compliment each other well - the movie ending is better, I think - so I couldn't say that one was better than the other. The movie gets some of the abstract stuff across and it's gritty textures coloured the book for me.