Book Review: Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn

Marriage can be a real killer.

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 favours 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 behaviour. Nick is oddly evasive, and he’s definitely bitter—but is he really a killer?

I know – I’m increadibly late to this book! It’s had so much acclaim over the years that when it was suggested as a read for our bookgroup we all agreed it was a good idea as most of us hadn’t yet read it.

I’m afraid that I disliked it immensely. Usually I DNF a book that I’m not enjoying but I actually read all of this (and I’m a bit annoyed at myself for that). It was a case of expectations, with so many people loving it, surely it had to get better. By the time it was obvious it wasn’t going to I was so far through I just kept going.

There was nothing at all likeable about anyone in this book – Nick was weak and inneffective, Amy was a spoilt brat who saw no consequences to any of her actions and therefore found nothing out of bounds. The supporting cast were just as unlikeable.

It wasn’t that nothing happened, there was enough going on, it was more that I didn’t care about any of it. I know making the characters unlikeable will have been a choice by the author but there were both so terrible I didn’t care who came out ‘on top’.

Having said that the end of the story was so badly put together I just sat there open mouthed when I was finished wondering what on earth I had just read.

Not one for me, and I don’t think I’ll be reading more by this author either.

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