good movie. good insight into the materialistic world we appear to be living in..
'It's a blanket, just a blanket. Now why guys like you and I know what a duvet is? Is this essential to our survival? In the hunter-gatherer sense of the word? No. What are we then?'
'You know, consumers.'
'Right. We're consumers. We're by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty -- these things don't concern me. What concerns me is celebrity magazines, television with five hundred channels, some guy's name on my underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra.'
'Martha Stewart.'
'Fuck Martha Stewart. Martha's polishes on the brass of the Titanic. It's all going down, man! So fuck off, with your sofa units and your green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say let's evolve and let the chips fall where they may. But that's me, I could be wrong, maybe it's a terrible tragedy.'
'No, it's just stuff.'
'Well, you did lose a lot of versatile solutions for a modern life.'
'Fuck, you're right.'
'...My insurance will probably cover the cost of Jack's apartment that was recently blown up, so...'
'What?'
'The things you own, end up owing you. But do what you like, man.'