"Gone"--and good riddance!
I know I make fun of HBO for its propensity to use over-the-top "adult" language, but usually the offerings on that cable channel makes subscribing to it worthwhile. Usually.
Based on a best-selling novel, Gone Girl is making the HBO rounds a few months after its theatrical release. I watched it with anticipation that I would enjoy this movie, but no.
Except for a couple of witty bon mots fired off by the feisty police detective (Kim Dickens), the banal dialogue is as flat as a midwestern wheatfield. The plot goes out of its way to twist, if not contort itself into a knot, yet the effect is as stale as last year's pretzels. You can see where it's going before anybody in the movie does. Even so, the events are so preposterous that the odds of their happening in Real Life are about the same as yours fooly being drafted to run for U.S. President in 2016. The story strikes me as something an eighth grader might have dashed off before sitting back to wait for praise from his teacher, which she'll do as soon as she finishes handing out participation certificates to the rest of the class.
Rosamund Pike, the girl who's "gone" in the title,inexplicably received an Academy Award nomination for her role in this picture. One thing you can bet the rent on is that if and when she does win, it will be for a better film. And what's up with Ben Affleck? He was so good early in his career (Good Will Hunting, Clerks) and in recent years brought to the screen fine fare such as Argo and The Town. Well, just like Major League Pitchers, every once in a while an ace might have a down day. So I'll forgive Ben this time.
It might be too mean to say that this movie is a waste of time. Suffice it to say that it represents two and half hours of my life that are completely "gone, Girl!"