I read the first 4 chapters in the span of 5 days, and then the rest in approximately four to five hours. I couldn’t stopped reading, which means I must have loved the book, right?
No, I disliked the book from the beginning chapter to the ending. I found little redeeming qualities with the story. Why didn’t I just stop? Well, I’m a type A personality who likes doesn’t like to half-bake or half-ass. Also, I continued to read because it was SO ridic that I enjoyed making fun of it. And, I’m going to have pleasure writing this review to make up for my displeasure when reading it. I know, I’m shamelessly pretty messed up.
TL;DR This was a gimmicky book filled with twists for the sake of having twists, which is highly manipulative. **SPOILER ALERT AHEAD**
I’m astonished for the high praise given to the Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn. In fact, I relied so confidently on those praise that I bought the hardcopy version (or maybe that was the only version Amazon had). Just because a book is full of “original” twists does not make it a good thriller. And are the twists deserving of the adjective “original”? I felt the author merely came up with cliche plot devices and then simply used the opposite of those cliches for the surprise element. That not very original; it’s an easy way to gain readership.
If I had to pick one thing that I disliked about the novel is that I felt the author intentionally manipulated her readers. I’m personally offended. During the first half the book, the author made it obvious she was pushing her readers to think the husband committed the crime. It was so obvious that I knew the husband could not be guilty even with the excerpts from the diary’s wife (which, I’ll admit, I did not predict the wife made it all up) and even after the revelation of his affair.
Some critics/reviewers described Flynn’s unreliable narrator technique and her writing as “ingenious” and “postmodern”. Dude, whatcha talking about? I’m going to come off pretentious but even as an noob reader, I have read plenty of books with unreliable narrators, ones that were written decades ago and whose authors utilized the technique more gracefully and subtlety than Flynn. And what’s up with the exorbitant and unnecessary use of italics? I swear, every page had at least one italicized sentence for no freaking reason like this sentence.
Harsh criticism aside, some of the characters’ thoughts spoke a lot of truth about relationships. However, I still do not recommend the novel just for a few quotes here and there. This book is not an exploration of the psychological mind games of being in a relationship—mind games that you hate yourself for playing but games that you cannot stop playing. It is a book with sick thrills about an innocent, average guy who chooses to be trapped in a relationship with a psychotic woman.
Nevertheless, I’m a hypocrite because I am interested in the upcoming movie version of the novel, directed by David Fincher. But, I have decided a new rule: a book that reads like a good movie is probably not a good book.
PS: I recently read The Orphan Master’s Son, which is a wicked thriller. Perfect opportunity to compare and contrast…soon! There are a lot of similarities between the two thrillers, but The Orphan Master’s Son is more brilliant by miles, by leaps and bounds, by entire libraries of books!
"Life is short...you should live to the fullest. Don't be afraid to be with the person (people) you love. For once be elaborate and do something for yourself. And stop hanging out with people you don't like just because you feel bad otherwise...life is too short to do things just because you feel bad if you don't.....
What about you? Are you without regret?
Yeah, when I was young, I wanted a lot of dresses, and now, my closet is full of dresses. I wear them on many occasions.
(gasps on how simple that is) Wait...so how many dresses did you have when you were young?
(disdainfully) One. I tried to borrow my sister's dresses, but since my mom loved her more, she wouldn't let me. It wasn't fair.
"…I was thinking about way back in the very beginning in the Literal Heart of Jesus when Gus told us that he feared oblivion, and I told him that he was fearing something universal and inevitable, and how really, the problem is not suffering itself or oblivion itself but the depraved meaninglessness of these things, the absolutely inhuman nihilism of suffering. I thought of my dad telling me thatt the universe wants to be noticed. But what we want is to be noticed by the universe, to have the universe give a shit what happens to us—not the collective idea of sentient life but each of us, as individuals"
I was clueless The Fault in Our Stars by John Green was youth fiction when I picked it up at the library. But, I became suspicious upon cracking the spine open to its first pages of larger-than-normal font size. Then, the numerous appearance of the word “pretentious” and how the protagonist religiously watch America’s Next Top Model (ANTM) confirmed my suspicious. Then, I became extremely biased towards it—sticking up my nose at the hot guy with amazing gorgeous eyes, granted he does have a prosthetic leg because of his cancer, who falls whole-hardheartedly in love with the protagonist who has terminal cancer. Of course that would happen because that kind of thing happens in the adult world all the time. For the first half of the book, I was the one who was pretentious. Even though the characters were dealing with cancer, I didn’t like how everything else reeked of teenager.
But, something triggered towards the middle of my reading—I became engrossed in the story. You may not need to know this, but I even read it on the toilet. Sure, I still wish the author would have written it for young adults but not in a stereotypical young-adult fashion, but I like the book nevertheless. Admittedly, I even cried even though I did not think I would when I first started the novel.
I would recommend the book for everyone, and especially for “young adults” (whatever age range that terms even means). But even if you don’t read it, I’m confident that Hollywood will not fail at bringing this story to the big screens in the near future.