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Wednesday, 28 November 2012

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To review this movie is like the cult version of inception. Any praise or critique or even acknowledgement is in clear violation of the first, second and third rules of the entire concept of Fight Club Beautiful Girls Wallpapers..
It starts out with the threat of a bang, The Narrator (Edward Norton) deep throating a gun that’s being shoved in his mouth by Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt). Later we see how The Narrator leads the epitome of a consumerist lifestyle, his personality defined by mass produced Swedish furniture. His life is mundane and dictated by catalogues. The protagonist works as product recall specialist and suffers from insomnia. To overcome his nights of sleeplessness he starts going to group sessions for people suffering from terminal diseases.
There is an idea here, that this generation cannot feel anything outside itself. If by chance it does choose to venture out to witness the suffering of others, it is for the selfish gain of respite for oneself. ‘I wasn’t really dying, I wasn’t hosting cancer or parasites, I was the warm little center that the life of this world crowded around.’ This is what the audience witnesses with The Narrator. His solution to being an insomniac is firstly to acquire narcotics through prescription and when that fails; to indulge in the German concept of schadenfruede, which loosely translated means ‘to take delight in others misfortunes.’ After he cries with them he declares ‘babies don’t sleep so well.’ Girls Feet. Pakistani Wedding Dresses.
It is there that he meets Marla Singer (Helena Bonham Carter), he recognises in her his own hypocrisy and his cure stops being effective. He is sleepless once again. On one of his flights back from a business trip he meets Tyler Durden, manufacturer of soap and by the sounds of it, explosives. A series of unfortunate events later The Narrator ends up being convinced to hit Tyler Durden, a man he doesn’t know from Adam, straight in the ear. Their scuffle proving to be beyond cathartic, they keep up their shenanigans till a secret society is formed. People join in for the same philosophies that inspired that first punch in the ear; ‘How much can you know about yourself if you’ve never been in a fight? I don’t wanna die without any scars’.
Released in 1999, the same year of the Matrix and the Y2K false alarm, Fight Club brings to us the resentment towards the faceless corporations being given a free lease to manhandle our present and future. Perhaps it was the fear of the end of the digital world as we knew it, threatening to send us all back to a time before 1950 that slandering authority and the likes of IKEA and Microsoft was trusted to appeal to movie-goers. Either way, it worked.
Fight Club is reminiscent of Graham Greene’s 1954 The Destructors where a group of young boys indulges in the meticulous destruction of a house for the sake of creating chaos. The appeal in the movie lies with the aggression that is exuded so calmly and the obliteration of order and control.
The first few scenes are enough evidence to show the audience all the ways in which marketing, corporate greed and made-for-TV expectations have trivialised real life and are having an adverse impact on the characters met with on the screen. There is a blatant disregard for human life, even one’s own as we see Marla striding across relentless heavy traffic with reckless abandon. It is a very basic point of the movie that everyone shown is immensely desensitised to human suffering; ‘if X (compensation for human fatality) is less than the cost of recall (of the faulty product that caused said human fatality), we don’t do it.’
The Narrator is the archetypical hero of tragedy, an orphan (in this context without anyone to rely on in his time of need), someone without a past, a tumultuous present and a potentially lethal future. It’s tastefully done, with enough scorn for capitalism for you to feel some rage at the bleakness of your situation and mine. Yet it loops in on itself. Don’t get me wrong it’s a brilliant movie but I find it brilliant because it makes you feel like a spider trapped inside a glass.

For all its anti-establishment and anti-corporate overtones, man is still just a slave. He is bound first to his blue collar job and then to some schizophrenic, paranoid, demented man who possesses eloquence and graceful psychosis. Fight Club is just another church for the passive-aggressive turned aggressive-aggressive.


DUBAI: Dubai is suddenly rediscovering its old habits. That means relentless hype and construction plans loaded with superlatives. Case in point: A proposed Taj Mahal replica four times bigger than the original.     
Leaders, too, are back swaggering with a mojo that seems aimed to wipe away memories of the city’s humbling fiscal collapse just three years ago. ”We do not anticipate the future,” said Dubai’s ruler Sheik Mohammad bin Rashid Al Maktoum in announcing plans for a new ”desertopolis” that will bear his name. ”We build it.”
It all rings very familiar. The same type of super-charged ambition reshaped Dubai beginning in the 1990s and left an impressive legacy including the world’s tallest skyscraper, a villa-studded island shaped like a palm, malls packed with top retailers and tourist and business networks that are the envy of the Middle East. But it also helped drive the emirate over the edge. Pakistani Wedding Dresses | Girls Feet
The global financial crisis smacked Dubai particularly hard after years of increasingly shaky construction funding schemes, where state-linked developers often used money collected for one unfinished project to start another. As credit dried up, the deeply indebted Dubai government had to scale back sharply just to meet its bills.
It took a $10 billion bailout from oil-rich neighbor Abu Dhabi in 2009 just to give it some breathing room to begin selling off assets and negotiating with creditors for billions more owed by the city-state.
Now with another generation of outsized projects on the drawing boards some are questioning whether the pre-bust creed of bigger-is-better still makes sense in a more cautious world. Pakistani Wedding Dresses | Girls Feet
The Great Recession pummeled the type of high-risk investors who would once sink money into a project that was still just a plot of sand and desert brush. But Dubai is still betting heavily on long-term appetite for the kind of self-contained, mega-scapes that were among the main casualties of its fiscal meltdown. The new wave of projects also marks an important shift for Dubai away from housing-oriented developments toward more entertainment and tourism, particularly with visitors from China sharply on the rise. The proposed Mohammad bin Rashid City named after Dubai’s ruler  includes a shopping complex that will surpass the world’s largest, the Dubai Mall, just down the road. Nick Maclean, the managing director of property advisers CB Richard Ellis Middle East says the investment climate is on the rebound. Dubai’s economy grew a healthy 4.1 percent for the first six months of 2012 compared with the same period last year, officials said Monday. But Maclean and others still cast wary eyes on frontier areas such as desert outskirts where many of the giant projects are planned.
”We tell developers that the time is not right for them to build speculatively because we see very limited demand,” he said in an interview this month with Big Project Middle East, which follows major development initiatives in the region.
Consider the marketing push ahead for the proposed satellite city: 100 hotels, a theme park in collaboration with Universal Studios, a green space somewhere in size between London’s Hyde Park and New York’s Central Park, and the mother of all malls.
But there’s no lack of confidence from its namesake. ”The current facilities available in Dubai need to be scaled up in line with the future ambitions of the city,” said Dubai ruler Sheik Mohammad.
Another planned development literally just over the horizon delves even deeper into the Dubai’s penchant for alternative realities such as an indoor ski slope or an archipelago shaped liked the world’s continents.
The lavishly named Falconcity of Wonders was first unveiled during the height of Dubai’s white-hot growth five years ago, but later fell victim to the financial crisis. It’s now back on the agenda with ethnic-themed sections that include replicas of the Eiffel Tower, the Giza Pyramids and the leaning Tower of Pisa. Pakistani Wedding Dresses | Girls Feet
So far, the only significant outrage from abroad is over a proposed version of the Taj Mahal  the ”Taj Arabia”  that’s four times larger than the original in Agra south of New Delhi.  ”It is patently wrong and absurd,” a former Agra legislator, Satish Chandra Gupta, told Indian media.
The developers, however, predict it will be a major draw for wedding parties among Dubai’s large Indian community and growing tourism from the subcontinent.
The Indian outreach doesn’t end there. A Bollywood theme park is part of a $2.7 billion five-park complex announced by the office of Dubai’s ruler. It also seems to be Sheik Mohammad’s grand response to the fiscal nosedive that shutdown plans for several theme parks, leaving more than one colorful gateway-to-nowhere in the desert.
”Hubris,” said Christopher Davidson, an expert on Gulf affairs at Britain’s Durham University, referring to the blitz of new mega-projects.

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