Gillian Flynn and David Fincher's acidic, blistering look at marriage, the media and love, or lack thereof, is just as gripping as it is stylish, mostly thanks to a fantastic screenplay, direction and score. This said, these things never undermine the source material nor the work of the actors at the film's centre. Ben Affleck and Carrie Coon are both great in their respective roles (I've found the latter to be particularly undersung), but the real credit belongs to Rosamund Pike's icy and calculated interpretation of Amy Dunne. As I watched the master manipulator at work, I realised an iconic character was being born right in front of me. And fucking hell that 'Cool Girl' monologue is in a league of its own.