Choke 
2008 / Clark Gregg > I've never read anything by Chuck Palahniuk, but between Choke and Fight Club, one has to be closer to the truth. The latter is a masterpiece, a testament to the modern twenty-something in deep need of guidance. The former is ridiculous. Well, at least the movie is. The gimmick of a sex addict doesn't really do much in terms of driving the plot, though I'm sure it got a couple of people to buy the DVD hoping for some Kelly Macdonald nudity (sorry, there is none). Halfway through, I was wondering what the point of it all was, and there wasn't really any ending I could have imagined that could have saved it. I was right. At least it gives you an idea or two about airplane etiquette.
The reality is closer to Fight Club. His work is usually dark comedy, but Choke didn't feel all that dark or comic to me, just kind of gross. To be fair, Rockwell nailed his role. The rest of the movie was throwaway though.
If you are truly interested, check out Palahniuk's "Survivor". It was supposed to be the second movie based on his books, but that was scrapped after 9/11 (planes factor into a plot line).