Some wouldn't transfer easily to the screen; the moral threshold for a reader of his works is not exactly a common ground for the average Joe Shmoe.

*Invisible Monsters: second lead character is transgendered, lead is appallingly mutilated. Most folks are too sheltered to accept this.

*Survivor: lead is an escaped cultist, who opts to entertain himself with talking people through their suicides, rather than out of them. Where to start?

*Choke: the lead's best friend is a chronic masturbator. Not 'kind of', but full-time. DiCaprio will _own_ this role.

*Lullaby: high marks for potential, I figure. Least amount of socially deviant figures in the book, barring the 'child'-thing. I'd pay top dollar to see someone do the Roadside Jesus routine on screen, though.

Fight Club made to the big screen with innate appeal, familiar faces, and an immensely dense core of talent and effects. Pitt as Tyler Durden was *exactly* as I saw him; Jack was nearly a perfect match for Edward Norton. The bit with the liposuction clinic could have been redone in its original setting (Marla's mother's ass collagen in her fridge) but barring that, it was beautiful.

And in my mind, it ended like the book. Shush, you.