Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn was suggested to me by a friend, who, unlike myself is not much of reader. I wasn’t too keen on reading the book because I didn’t think it would be so great; I feared I would have the same disappointment as I had for the Cuckoo’s Calling by Robert Galbraith a.k.a. J.K. Rowling, the two books belonging to the same genre. Despite the unappealing blurb, I decided to give the book a chance for the sake of my friend.
After only a few pages of reading, I had completely regretted my initial feelings towards the book. This is a captivating story of the protagonist Nick Dunne’s wife, Amy Elliot Dunne and her disappearing on their fifth wedding anniversary. The police suspect that Nick has an influence (or is even the prime suspect) on her disappearance which he does but not in the way you may think. Despite the fact that Gone Girl starts off as any old crime novel with a normal day and a sudden plot twist in the following chapter, Gillian Flynn soon proves that this is all just a game. The cliché intro is a part of the diabolical plan that Flynn has created, which will grab the reader by surprise. Each page is just waiting to be turned as the suspense steadily thickens in the first half of the book and then BAM! You feel as if you are a spectator attending the Red Wedding (from award winning television series, Game of Thrones) where tables are turned and you just HAVE to get to the end.
By the end, your mind is blown. Period.
So if you do, after this review decide to pick up this book, be ready for an epic journey of mystery and endless nights of inquiry, even questioning life itself. This may sound somewhat excruciating but let me tell you, it is just so worth it.
“All this time I’d thought we were strangers, and it turned out we knew each other intuitively, in our bones, in our blood. It was kind of romantic. Catastrophically romantic.” – Nick Dunne
Jana Paegle | 18 Jun
Klockan är 18:22. Det är minusgrader och ganska typiskt januariväder. Jag står på perrongen vid Slussen och blicken fastnar plötsligt på en reklam, en ganska uppseendeväckande sådan. Vid första anblick ser den rätt oskyldig ut. Ganska ofarlig och ganska intetsägande. Nyår må ha varit för sex månader sedan, men ännu sitter den där reklamen kvar […]
Matilda Tönseth | 04 Jun
Om mindre än en vecka tar jag studenten. Runt om i skolan sitter det traditionsenliga meddelandet till ettorna: “Vi har nu lika många veckor kvar som ni har år”. Tidigare år har jag skrattat åt det. Skrattat och längtat. Men nu får jag en klump i magen varje gång jag går förbi en sån poster. […]