This was one of Brads defining roles, one of his most controversial and, ultimately, one of his most disheartening for millions of aspiring fan boys around the world. The image of Brad shredded down to pure muscle and shouting I am the way! to a crowd of hedonistic heathens was the final nail in the coffin to regular Joes everywhere. Peak human had been reached. And Brad was it. Every male on the planet would pack up their manboobs, fold away their gut blubber and give up. The impossible had been achieved. Arguably the most envied and sought after physique in the history of motion pictures had been created and was assigned to one of the most electrifying cult characters in Tyler Durden. To be honest though, if you had an upper body that was clearly crafted by the hand of God youd definitely punch random strangers in the face just so you had an excuse to rip your shirt off and grapple. Bonus points are awarded for the scene where he opens the door stark naked wearing nothing but rubber gloves. How we all wished we were trapped in that room with him.
Chris James Peet says hello. His interests include hoping for the best and sitting in chairs. He much prefers moaning to counting his blessings and suffers fools gladly. He also likes to look out of the window and check what's in the fridge but he hates standing up, dripping taps and reality.
