Gone Girl

Gone Girl ★★★★

So I'm late to the party. And this review has SPOILERS

I didn't read the book beforehand.


Okay, if we set aside the black comedy perspective and the commentary on media's unhealthy influence, Yada, Yada...Gone Girl can be read as an important film about Perception. It employs the obvious device of the unreliable narrator, which challenges our perception to begin with. So, Fade-Ins are employed when the Dear Diary device is used. The earlier narration has a poetical, lyrical, sensual quality, all romantic and warm. The married life narration has a practical/pragmatic tone which is at variance from the personality we encounter during the Romance phase. And the final months leading up to the murder charge throw up a scared, emotionally-abused person, an image at variance from the highbrow, snooty persona we sensed in the first phase and keep getting hints of from the home life of the Dunnes and from Nick Dunne himself. So, these are the chinks. They offer us insight. Things aren't as we supposed them to be. But, didn't we guess that the wife set Nick up? We did! These chinks only offered moments of clarity.
Now, how they proceed from here that's what makes Gone Girl so amazing and raises it above the ordinary, the commonplace. So, the wife had a go-to lover and what happens here is what I didn't anticipate. So, she was a woman scorned. I could understand that but this deliberate and fully thought-out brutality, that made me go O Wow! O Wow! Rosamund Pike/Jane Bennett? Really? Really? Pike, you are one fantastic actress and Amy Dunne, such heinously psychotic villain!

But, there's Affleck and his affected/unaffected manoeuvres throughout had me guessing too. I couldn't quite put my finger on the whole question of summing up Nick's personality. He challenges perception equally.

And then there's the extra-filmic aspect of perception. Images seduce and media mislead. So, questioning what we witness through the media is of extreme import.

Finally, there's the question of our emotional response. Am I sad/demented to be so impressed by the deviousness of Amy Dunne's mind? Well, I'm doing it safe from my home, knowing it is fiction and fiction offers me the opportunity to feel and experience, to situate myself within the scene, not just as a spectator but as a witness affected by what's going on in front of me. But, that's no excuse and I can only keep pondering. That's my burden to bear, but it was a question I needed to ask.

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