Two of the most memorable movies by David Fincher, the stylishly shot, ultra bleak noir thriller, Seven (1995) and Fight Club (1999 and based on the 1996 novel of the same name by Chuck Palahniuk), which has one of the most memorable twist in moviedom, but more importantly is its take on modern life pursue of spiritual happiness being replaced by a external signifier of happiness based on material pursuit, largely due to culture of advertisements. Alas, these are currently the two titles by the director which I absolutely adore, never getting tired of watching it over and over again, except maybe Seven which still terrifies me. The reason I now looked back at those two cult movies, is because I just watched his American remake of the late Stieg Larsson's novel of the same name, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Although gorgeously shot (and Rooney Mara - oh wow, although I still feel Noomi Rapace still represents a "stronger, feminist" version of Lisbeth Salander), feels just like another run of the mill movies which still entertains but lack the punch of Seven nor Fight Club.
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