“The Social Network” opens with a jaw-dropper slashing. Words are the weapons. Harvard nerd Mark Zuckerberg (Jesse Eisenberg) disses his Boston U. girlfriend (Rooney Mara): You ain’t as smart as me. She dishes back lines that could make James Ellroy faint. This is the start of an instant-classic movie from director David Fincher (“Se7en”) about the founding of Facebook. But only in part. It's really about the current Internet generation -– billionaires so young they can barely purchase a bottle of Jameson. Money? Boring. Six jets and a Manhattan pad? Dull. Oprah's couch is Mecca. These guys just want to be liked, in all senses of the word. The brilliant thou-shall-judge plot, of course, concerns whether Zuckerberg created or stole Facebook, and his one friend (Andrew Garfield) screwed in the process. Twenty years from now, after Facebook is gone, cinema fans still will point to this as the greatest autopsy of our fame-is-good era. This is almost 1975 “Network”-level good, and satirically funny. Eisenberg has never been better or colder, more desperate. Aaron Sorkin (“A Few Good Men”) penned the brain-candy screenplay.
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