David Fincher, director of Fight Club and Seven, brings us Gone Girl, the eagerly anticipated adaptation of Gillian Flynn’s best-selling novel. The plot centres on the investigation into the disappearance of a seemingly normal woman (Rosamund Pike). Under close scrutiny from the Police and the media, cracks begin to appear and people start to suspect her husband (played by Ben Affleck).
This is a career defining role for Rosamund Pike, one in which she had to audition over Skype in a Scottish gym. She was filming there at the time and it was the only place with good wi-fi. The gym fanatics, hearing her screaming, must have thought she had a particularly intense personal trainer.
This is also a heavy role for Ben Affleck, who in his earlier days, gave a series of wooden performances in vacuous thrillers. However, over recent years he has got his act together and seems like a new actor. Perhaps it was his very successful move into directing (The Town, Argo) in which he suddenly learnt how to act. Either way, my heart no longer sinks when I see his face on a billboard.
David Fincher is adept at painting dark, dystopic worlds for his flawed characters to struggle in. He did this wonderfully with Seven, with the rainy, bleak backdrop almost becoming a character in its own right.
His films have echoes of Scorsese and Hitchcock, riddled with suspense, troubled characters and compelling visuals. Fincher is fascinated by seemingly normal people, who upon closer inspection, are anything but.
I’ll be watching Gone Girl tonight at Peckham Multiplex, which is a brilliant and very cheap cinema. You’re normally looking at tickets for around £5. I’m looking forward to being engrossed by what looks to be a bruising and compelling film.
Gone Girl is on general release now.
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Written by Martin Stocks | @Stocks1986