A grief-stricken mother takes on the LAPD to her own detriment when it stubbornly tries to pass off an obvious impostor as her missing child, while also refusing to give up hope that she will find him one day.
Nicholas Van Orton is a very wealthy San Francisco banker, but he is an absolute loner, even spending his birthday alone. In the year of his 48th birthday (the age his father committed suicide) his brother Conrad, who has gone long ago and surrendered to addictions of all kinds, suddenly returns and gives Nicholas a card giving him entry to unusual entertainment provided by something called Consumer Recreation Services (CRS). Giving up to curiosity, Nicholas visits CRS and all kinds of weird and bad things start to happen to him. Written by
During the in-car shots in the sequence where Nicolas is being followed by the P.I., the speedometer of the BMW stays at zero. See more »
This is for you.
You shouldn't have.
What do you get for the man who has... everything?
"Consumer Recreation Services." Well, I do have golf clubs.
Call that number.
Make your life... fun.
You know what that is... uh, you've seen other people have it.
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The opening credits shatter in the form of jigsaw puzzle pieces in Reference to the Film's title. See more »
Very few films have captured my attention the way The Game did. Every turn, every corner seemed to have some hint of intrigue and deception. This film would be the life's work for any major film maker, but then again, this David Fincher were talking about.
Years from now, when Fincher is honored with his lifetime achievement award at the Academy Awards, his true fans will always remember this film. It put a whole new twist on the idea of "plot-twist." One of the few films me and my father both liked (we never agree on any film).
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