Every weekend, in basements and parking lots across the country, young men with good white-collar jobs and absent fathers take off their shoes and shirts and fight each other barehanded for as long as they have to. Then they go back to those jobs with blackened eyes and loosened teeth and the sense that they can handle anything. Fight Club is the invention of Tyler Durden, projectionist, waiter and dark, anarchic genius. And it's only the beginning of his plans for revenge on a world where cancer support groups have the corner on human warmth. "Hypnotic, pitiless and told brilliantly" -- Bret Easton Ellis "An outrageously suspenseful apocalyptic comedy of horrors...with acid clarity...Fight Club only achieves something only terrifying books do - it tells us: this is how we live now. Maybe our generation has finally found its Don DeLillo" Bret Easton Ellis "Like a noxious Doug Coupland, Palahiuk charts new-felt and totally contemporary categories of despair" -- Ali Smith Guardian "An immensely skillful writer" Daily Telegraph "Short, sharp and savage, this haunting and strikingly original American urban nightmare is the most impressive US fiction debut I can remember in years" Glasgow Herald