For 29 years, everybody (including the man who directed it) has apologized for the ending of David Fincher’s The Game. They should stop. The ending is the only part of the movie that came true.
Janet Riley
September 15, 2026
InsidePulse
The Game is the most accurate movie about the 21st century that anyone has ever made, and it came out in September 1997.
That is too big a sentence, and I know it. The Truman Show predicted reality television. The Matrix predicted that we’d spend our lives inside a simulation and argue about it online. Wag the Dog predicted most of the news. But all of those movies predicted media, which is the easy part, because media was already the thing everyone was scared of in the 1990s. The Game predicted a customer. It predicted what it would feel like to be the person a company is built around: known completely, handled by strangers, driven around by nobody, and billed at the end. Nobody in 1997 believed that was possible, which is why nobody in 1997 believed the ending.
So let me put my opinion where you can see it. The Game is great. The ending is the best thing in it. And David Fincher, who has spent a decade apologizing for that ending, is wrong about his own movie. In 2014 he told Playboy, flatly, “We didn’t figure out the third act, and it was my fault.” With respect: he figured it out fine. The audience just hadn’t been built yet.
