Oxford should coin a new word to abridge the unexplainable feeling you experience after watching a David Fincherfilm. It happened to me with Fight Club and Gone Girl and it happened again with
The Game(1997). I was digging into Michael Douglas’s career after watching Ant-Man and this particular movie caught my attention(because it says “directed by David Fincher”). One cannot easily rate a David Fincher’s film, the style and substance being so complex. Though you struggle to put your reactions into words, I’m pretty sure you love that disturbance and would soon be fancying more of it.
The Game is a story of a wealthy investment banker who broke up his marriage and loves only solitude besides his job. He runs into a certain gaming corporation which takes the peace out of his life using some insane and bizarre strategies. You get carried away to the extent that you have no clue whether the film is about robbery or reality games or whatever the hell that is till the moment it all ends!
You do get frustrated quite a few times while watching The Game. Some opine that is because the film drags a bit too long. Others say director supremely succeeded in putting the audience in his hero’s shoes. I would choose the second way of expressing it. When Michael Douglas screams helplessly, you feel like screaming too! When he is terminally frustrated about the childish suffering ‘they’ are causing to him, you ponder why this thing never ends!
The director certainly leaves us with questions at the end, though it is an individual choice whether or not to worry about answers. The Game is unorthodox, yet quite fun!