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Gone Girl is David Fincher's adaptation of Gillian Flynn's popular novel of the same name. Its baffling critical acclaim contrasting starkly with the simple fact it is one of the stupidest films ever made. The plot is utterly, maddeningly absurd. There is of course, nothing wrong with stupidity in context, but with Gone Girl being compared to Hitchcock and championed as a razor sharp satire, it is asking you to take it seriously. There comes a point at which ridiculous plotting starts to become annoying, and the two and a half hour run time asks you to endure a lot.
In fairness, it is well acted and the cast do well with what they are given, but it is hamstrung by cliche and is alarmingly clunky. The media, whom it supposedly satirises, are portrayed as one dimensional, reactionary and straight out of The Simpsons. I half expected Godfrey Jones to appear at any second. Nick's lawyer, the crazily named Tanner Bolt (Tyler Perry) is no more a character than Seinfeld's Johnny Cochran parody, Jackie Chiles. Nick's proposal to Amy, told via flashback, is cringeworthy and soap opera-level naff. The whole movie is Fincher on autopilot.
Ultimately Gone Girl feels idiotic. It relies on dumb luck, logic-defying plot holes and character leaps that belie any pretext of reality. The world these characters inhabit has about as much to do with ours as Star Wars. As outlandish trash, Gone Girl might find a niche - or as a movie you might watch on a plane, alongside the novel you might buy in the airport. But as stylish noir or Hitchcockian thriller it's got serious delusions of grandeur.
IMDB: Gone Girl
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