“Holy Shit!” Literally the words from the audience as we all walked out of the theatre. My favorite part of this film is how I got to have a conversation with seven different strangers for 20 minutes after the film ended. This RARELY happens after a film anymore and last time this happened to me was in 2010 for, ironically, David Fincher’s “The Social Network”.
The thing about this film is that I can’t really even talk about anything past the first 40 minutes. The next 109 minutes capture you like you’ve been put under a mind control device by lead actress Rosamund Pike.
In a nutshell, this is my favorite film of the year so far. I’m not just saying this because of my bias with the director, but mostly because it’s one of the most twisted American films that I have seen since “SE7EN” (which was….you guessed it, was directed by David Fincher).
There is a creepy and disturbing authenticity to this film that won’t leave you for days. From the lukewarm/jagged musical score from Nine Inch nails frontman, Trent Reznor (who did Fincher’s last two films) to the simple shot quality of filmmaking with these complex characters.
The supporting roles are really the groundwork that brings this film to life. Every single person in this film has a purpose, which is hard to see in modern thrillers. There is a lot of shock and “oh WHOA!” moments but the leader of this bat-shit insane odyssey is the beautiful Roasamund Pike (Amy Dunne). I don’t even care how good actresses are in films this year; give this woman every single award possible. A confident, fierce and no nonsense performance from the British native; every single frame she appears on the screen, she will have your attention.
Gillian Flynn, who also wrote the screenplay, creates a world that stays true to her popular novel but also adapts even creepier things about the different atmospheres that Amy Dunne (Pike) embraces.
I really don’t want to give a summary of the film because half the world has read the novel or knows the story. I just want to tell you to stop whatever you’re doing, cancel any weekend plans and run, and don’t walk, to the nearest cinema to see this film. This is not a kidnapping film, this is not a standard “whodunit” or formula thriller, it’s something unlike you’ve never seen before. Give David Fincher the damn Oscar already, Academy!
P.S. – Also be prepared for a very strange, serious and totally not legendary, Neil Patrick Harris, in this.