[The above is a book haul from Whitstable in June, with the Lee Child and Gone Girl loans from my mum. The Patricia Cornwells and the Rick Yancey (which I was desperate to read since I heard about it through Penguin’s Readarama) were just 50p at a charity sale.]
What can I say about Gone Girl? For months now I’ve heard people raving about it, highly recommending it to me and generally heaping it with praise. I didn’t like it. I just didn’t. Let me start with what I did like first though. I liked the switching between the husband and wife, Nick and Amy’s perspectives. I liked the style at first. However, there was a overwhelming problem for me (and maybe you were meant to): I hated both the main characters. Seriously, they were repulsive people. Especially Amy, whose every word and deed were toxic. Nick was almost as bad, a vile liar with more skeletons in his closet than I cared to read about.
I don’t want to say much more because I don’t wish to spoil the storyline. It was a good idea, I give Flynn that, and I mostly liked her writing. First person perspective is high on my list of likes, as is an alternating point of view. I read it very quickly so it did keep me gripped. If only the people weren’t so horrible. I guess maybe that was part of the point. I’m aware I’m in a tiny minority by slating Gone Girl, but I give it just 6/10.