Holy friggin crap! I just read “Gone Girl” by Gillian Flynn!
First reaction: MUST. GOOGLE. THE. AUTHOR. Is she alive? Is she depressed? Is she the spawn of satan? Yes. No. NO.
How did this, seemingly normal author, come up with such a completely twisted storyline. This is like every creepy messed up episode of Dateline all rolled into a novel that can probably be read in a day flat. (I read about a quarter of it over a few weeks) and then read from noon to 9 pm to finish the whole thing.
I was kind of shocked but kind of not at all shocked that they are making it into a movie starring Ben Affleck.
This book can be a study for pretty much anyone: doctors, psych majors, book clubs, teen girls, men in relationships, the list goes on..
If you get to almost the halfway point and you are slightly bored, you are like me. Do not give up! It gets much better. Also, what does it say about me that I was bored during the mostly tame part of the book and then got super excited when things got so so so sooo messed up.
Here’s the most thought provoking passage (besides the whole psycho killer mental freak part):
I don’t know that we are actually human at this point, those of us who are like most of us, who grew up with TV and movies and now the Internet. If we are betrayed, we know the words to say; when a loved one dies, we know the words to say. If we want to play the stud or the smart-ass or the fool, we know the words to say. We are all working from the same dog-eared script.
It’s a difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless automat of characters.
If all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don’t have genuine souls.
Wow! Am I right? This is a narrative of the main guy, Nick. Although the typical reader will feel bad for Nick when they realize that his psychopath wife is a nutjob who believes that she, herself, enjoys playing different “roles” in life, I do not feel bad for Nick because I remembered this narrative and wondered if he was much different.
There’s a million ways to relate this story to your reality but, for me, I just kept thinking: “So… before the TV and movies and internet, were people’s reactions to emotion-inducing events like death completely different and the reactions from different people for the same event probably had a lot more variety, right? I wish I had never been conditioned with these things so I could see what my reactions would be if I wasn’t reading from the same ‘dog-eared script’ as everyone else!”