This 80s Fight Club has a baby-faced Rob Lowe playing a wet sort of a Tyler Durden whose (not very convincing) bravura in a bar fight and way with women (doing 'out there' stuff like buying them drinks and dancing with them and stuff) works a Rasputin-like spell over James Spader's The Narrator, who ditches his corporate life of double-breasted suits, ProDOS computers, and suitcase mobile phones for an anarchic Clyde-and-Clyde lifestyle of grubby three-person sex, convenience-store theft....and murder!
★★☆☆☆
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