When I read it: 17th March - 25th March 2015
Rating: 5/5
“It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters.”
Wow. What a ride.
As you can see I basically wrote essay after essay in my statuses reading throughout this book. I originally want to wait to pour all contents of my mind and thoughts of this novel until the review, but really? It's just too good to wait to boastfully shout and implore how damn fucking amazing (-Amy, *snickers) Gone Girl really is.
Let me set the scene, (firstly, I got to stop referencing the book like this, sorry, inside jokes and all that.) I hoisted up my Kindle from my ever-growing "current reading" pile, with feisty hands! I was oh so excited to read this anticipated novel. The movie had been out and there were wondrous amounts of positive feedback, I knew this was going to be the one book that grabs me single-handedly and takes me back to their world. I haven't had a book such as that in a while; where you read these magnificently written words that creates a dream-like scene and you think "Oh, I feel like I'm in this book, feeling the same way Amy/Nick (dependent on whose side you're reading at the time) are feeling, I feel so associated and connected with them, it's unreal! What is reality?" And then you proceed to read and not put the book down- or Kindle in my case, until the bitter end with the final words, making it seem this new world exploded and all is gone and you're back at home feeling dull but crucially powerful with meaning because you were that character for no matter for how short or long and it felt damn good.
I should cut to the chase, to the actual plot and story.
I had a few presumptions, and a few careless people I knew online let slip a few spoilers so the big twist, bump, climax what have you within the story arc wasn't that big for me but that didn't matter, I didn't know every little necessary piece in the book just the big large chunks. But even so, I found the story can't be told so well without the smaller discoveries in the book. That how well Gone Girl is written. You feel like you finally got grasp of the plot, you think smitten, that you got the whole story under control and know the ending before it ends, and therefore your emotions on a leash, but oh no, no no, Nick lies without you really knowing until later, you're in his goddamn brain how can you not know? That's just ingenious writing there for you. Amy winds you around and around until you, a metaphorical coil tense so much that once she reveals herself, the secrets, the truth, your emotions fly out everywhere. To be honest with you, I felt physically sick and frustrated by the end of the novel but that's it, you want those physical emotions (particularly not those) to realise how attach you gotten into it, how you delved in so much that you felt like you were actually Nick.
I mean, this is the book I have been looking for all my life! Bit dramatic, right? Sorry, so was Amy.
See my other reviews and what I'm reading on my Goodreads account by clicking here.
Wow. What a ride.
As you can see I basically wrote essay after essay in my statuses reading throughout this book. I originally want to wait to pour all contents of my mind and thoughts of this novel until the review, but really? It's just too good to wait to boastfully shout and implore how damn fucking amazing (-Amy, *snickers) Gone Girl really is.
Let me set the scene, (firstly, I got to stop referencing the book like this, sorry, inside jokes and all that.) I hoisted up my Kindle from my ever-growing "current reading" pile, with feisty hands! I was oh so excited to read this anticipated novel. The movie had been out and there were wondrous amounts of positive feedback, I knew this was going to be the one book that grabs me single-handedly and takes me back to their world. I haven't had a book such as that in a while; where you read these magnificently written words that creates a dream-like scene and you think "Oh, I feel like I'm in this book, feeling the same way Amy/Nick (dependent on whose side you're reading at the time) are feeling, I feel so associated and connected with them, it's unreal! What is reality?" And then you proceed to read and not put the book down- or Kindle in my case, until the bitter end with the final words, making it seem this new world exploded and all is gone and you're back at home feeling dull but crucially powerful with meaning because you were that character for no matter for how short or long and it felt damn good.
I should cut to the chase, to the actual plot and story.
I had a few presumptions, and a few careless people I knew online let slip a few spoilers so the big twist, bump, climax what have you within the story arc wasn't that big for me but that didn't matter, I didn't know every little necessary piece in the book just the big large chunks. But even so, I found the story can't be told so well without the smaller discoveries in the book. That how well Gone Girl is written. You feel like you finally got grasp of the plot, you think smitten, that you got the whole story under control and know the ending before it ends, and therefore your emotions on a leash, but oh no, no no, Nick lies without you really knowing until later, you're in his goddamn brain how can you not know? That's just ingenious writing there for you. Amy winds you around and around until you, a metaphorical coil tense so much that once she reveals herself, the secrets, the truth, your emotions fly out everywhere. To be honest with you, I felt physically sick and frustrated by the end of the novel but that's it, you want those physical emotions (particularly not those) to realise how attach you gotten into it, how you delved in so much that you felt like you were actually Nick.
I mean, this is the book I have been looking for all my life! Bit dramatic, right? Sorry, so was Amy.
See my other reviews and what I'm reading on my Goodreads account by clicking here.
