DAVID FINCHER IS A DICK OR SOMETHING
12.02.08
Having directed Fight Club, Zodiac, The Game, and Seven, I’ve long considered David Fincher one of the better directors around. But to be honest, before today, I didn’t even know what he looked like. Now, according to Page 6, he’s kind of a dick.
DIRECTOR David Fincher is not helping his movie “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” with his imperious ways. “We are working our asses off trying to get Oscar nominations, and he is so abusive that it’s crushing,” said an insider at Paramount. “Whatever we do, it’s not enough.” After an LA screening, Fincher was rude to John Goldwyn, who was running Paramount in the early ’90s when the movie…was first in development. After Goldwyn congratulated Fincher, “he hit Goldwyn in the chest with his hand and hurt him and said, ‘That’s for you, for not greenlighting the movie when you had a chance.’ ”
Our insider said, “If we never hear the name David Fincher again, it will be too soon.” [NYPost]
Hmm, I don’t know if you’ve noticed this, Post, but your source seems to speak only in unnecessary hyperbole and semi-nonsensical cliché. Have you considered the possibility that your source might be, well, and I hate to say this, but… kind of a fruit bag? Big tough guys like me and Finch’, we get a little physical when we’re excited, that’s all. No reason to start throwing around accusations, or claims of domestic violence. If we’re guilty of anything, it’s loving too much.

If we’re guilty of anything, it’s loving too much.
You forgot about OJ, the king of loving too much.
I dunno Vince, I want to give him the benefit of the doubt here for his body of work, but that hair just screams “I’m an impossible douchebag”.
I once smashed my social studies teacher with my desk because he didn’t hand out the test materials fast enough. We laughed and laughed…
The Mighty Feklahr was sure that yesterday was “Insufferable Douchebag (Ratner) Day on Filmdrunk”!
I considered that. It is a bit of a hair yarmulka, isn’t it.
“He hit Goldwyn in the chest with his hand and flowers popped out.”
He looks like he’s had the exact same hair since we was five and his head just gradually grew out from underneath it.
The Post source went on to say “And he insisted on calling me Frank when I prefer Francis.”
I was once thought guilty of loving too much. I think the term that the judge used was stalking.
Whatev . . . guilty until proven innocent, I always say!
I guess being hit in the chest with any other body part besides a hand wouldn’t have hurt at all? Goldwyn should consider himself lucky that Fincher hadn’t mastered the Dim Mak at that time.
He’s kind of Gene Hackman meets Louis C.K.
The first rule of Fincher is you don’t talk about the hair.
“He hit Goldwyn in the chest with his hand and cured his cancer.”
When approached for comment, Fincher said “Damn the man!” and cunt-punched the interviewer
He looks like Seth Rogen’s gay little brother.
Stone, you should know to call him Psycho. Anybody call him Francis, and he’ll kill ya. And don’t be touching any of his stuff. Anybody touches his stuff, and he’ll kill ya. And don’t be touching him either . . .
“He hit Goldwyn in the chest, dug out his heart, and lowered him into a volcano.”
Donk, you should go sit in the corner for reffing the worst Indiana Jo . . . nevermind. That one’s OK now, I guess.
settle down, Francis.
“He hit Goldwyn in his chest with his hand, and he took three steps and died.”
“Fincher felt that Goldwyn was taking Project Mayhem too far.”
Stone, thank you.
New up.
“Fincher then got all up in Sigourney Weaver’s face, drooling and shit. Freaked her the fuck out.”
I attended a screening and Q&A with Fincher this week and he wasn’t a douche at all. He’s very intense, though, and swears a lot. I wouldn’t cross him. Someone asked him about Alien3, though, and he talked about it for five minutes.
The dude from Paramount probably deserved it. And don’t all movie executives deserve to be smacked?