This is so disturbing in so many different ways that I'm not even sure where to begin ranting.

Maybe I'm a girl, but the fight scenes were the least interesting part of that movie for me. Will there even be an option for fighting yourself? That might make it cool, kinda. I'm guessing not. Maybe there's some sort of "Bitch Tits Combo" finishing move if you're playing Bob, but they're probably not even that clever. A funny and smart movie has been turned into a lameass cliche.

I watch Fight Club for the dialogue. That movie has some of the best lines ever. "If I had a tumor, I'd name it Marla." "You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you." "We wash your cars, serve your food, and protect you while you sleep. Do not fuck with us." "The things you own, end up owning you."

Ooooh, yeah. That's another major rant right there. A satire about consumerism should NOT have product tie-ins! How can this be? Argh. I feel like destroying something beautiful.

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