Gone
Girl is a very
well written book. The reader suspense is unparalleled in
anything I've read in quite a while. The heart-racing
panic I've endured is how I imagine it’s how moviegoers
felt when they saw Psycho for the first time. Back when it was
fresh and new, nobody expected it to take the disturbing plot twists and turns
that it took, except for those folks who had read the
book of course.
Flynn’s story is filled with
antagonists. There’s no place for a beleaguered reader to find refuge. There is
no happy place. If you are prepared to hate every single duplicitous, spiteful,
evil character in a book while they take you on an emotional roller coaster
ride to Hell, well maybe you’ll like Gone
Girl.
I've not been able to
put it down even though I've been horrified page after page
after page. Horrified. Granted, I may be more of the delicate
snowflake then I realized. The story has been a three day long anxiety
attack that I have not enjoyed, but like any good train
wreck, I've been unable to look away. Gillian Flynn is an
amazing writer. My hat’s off to her, if I were wearing a hat, but I doubt I
will ever read anything else of hers ever again. I don’t like being this upset.
I’m going to go re-read The
Bell Jar and see if I can
cheer up.
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