After Seven (I refuse to refer to it as Se7en...wait...shit) and before Fight Club, David Fincher made what I consider the most Fincherian of his features. In a one-two punch, he also captures the culmination of a decade worth of classic Michael Douglas performances.

Go into the movie knowing absolutely nothing. Stay away from Wikipedia or IMDb. Don't read anything. Don't even watch the trailer. You will be very glad you did.

Before you worry I'm spoiling anything with this image, know that it's the cover to Criterion's new special edition Blu-grade, which thankfully carries over all of the supplements from the laserdisc (one of the last they did) at long, long last. Full review later today.