Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn
“On a warm summer morning in North Carthage, Missouri, it is Nick and Amy Dunne’s fifth wedding anniversary. Presents are being wrapped and reservations are being made when Nick’s clever and beautiful wife disappears from their rented McMansion on the Mississippi River. Husband-of-the-Year Nick isn’t doing himself any favors with cringe-worthy daydreams about the slope and shape of his wife’s head, but passages from Amy’s diary reveal the alpha-girl perfectionist could have put anyone dangerously on edge. Under mounting pressure from the police and the media–as well as Amy’s fiercely doting parents–the town golden boy parades an endless series of lies, deceits, and inappropriate behavior. Nick is oddly evasive, and he’s definitely bitter–but is he really a killer?
As the cops close in, every couple in town is soon wondering how well they know the one that they love. With his twin sister, Margo, at his side, Nick stands by his innocence. Trouble is, if Nick didn’t do it, where is that beautiful wife? And what was in that silvery gift box hidden in the back of her bedroom closet?”
Okay…*big breath*…Here we go…
I read this book about a year ago. Everywhere I turned, everywhere I looked, it was “Gone Girl this” and “Gone Girl that”. There was so much hype swirling around this crime novel. I couldn’t avoid it. I had to know what all the fuss was about. I had to know why I couldn’t find a copy anywhere. I had to know what all of these “crazy plot twists” were. I had to know.
So, even though I’m not a huge fan of mysteries, especially in the adult fiction region, I skipped off to the library and reserved myself a copy. And, after waiting about a billion years for it (clearly I wasn’t the only curious bee out there), I got my hands on it. And…
Call it a bad case of shattered expectations, but Gone Girl wasn’t what I’d hoped for. Yes, the writing was commendable, the plot interesting enough, and the characters engaging (even if I didn’t like them, per se). But, overall, I was disappointed. I just didn’t get it. What was the big deal? Why all the hype? How was it so different from all the other crimes and mysteries out there? What made Gone Girl so special? And where were all of these “crazy twists” people were going on and on about? Because I’m still looking. Whenever something remotely “Oh!” happened, I’d think, “And…?”. I kept holding my breath, eagerly waiting for something unexpected to follow the expected…But nothing ever did.
As for the ending…Okay, I know this is a highly debatable issue. Half the people who read Gone Girl loved the ending, while the other half hated it. Unfortunately, I’m on the latter side of the “OMG!” and “OMG?” battlefield. I sat on the edge of my seat, turning those last few pages, waiting, hoping, certain something Whoa! was about to happen…But, again, nothing did. I closed the book and stared at it, debating if I was irritated enough to launch it across the room and out the window.
Don’t worry, I didn’t.
Anyways, as you can see, Gone Girl just wasn’t my cup of tea. Even so, I’ll admit it had its moments, and, despite my complaints, it was entertaining. I often wonder if I hadn’t had such high expectations for it, would I have liked it more? I guess I’ll never know. But I do know I’ll probably go see the film adaptation later this year. Mostly because I’m a huge Ben Affleck fan, but also out of curiosity. Maybe what the book failed to provide the movie will?
Yeah? Yeah? Well, hopefully.
Read more about Gone Girl here.