
At first, I found myself thinking the main character Amy was quite the lovesick bore. While I love a good romantic plot, swooning weak female characters really do annoy me. As the novel takes a series of twists and turns, Amy is anything but a bore.
When I finished the novel, I almost felt a bit psychotic myself because it was just so easy to empathize with Amy’s thoughts. That is what I love about Gillian Flynn as an author. She can make you empathize with a genuinely psychotic character, making her reader find a character like Amy’s thoughts and actions not only brilliant but logical. Not that I am crazy, but I do understand having a strong compulsion to make sure everyone understands that I am right, and not only that I am right, but WHY I am right. I am not by any means a know-it-all, but if I am right . . . well, I’m right. While I do not take things to extremes as the characters in this book, I can’t help but understand where they are coming from.
In the end, I had a hard time deciding whether or not it was a happy ending. What makes a happy ending? They walk happily ever after into the sunset? Or run through meadows holding hands? Because that is not how this book ends. But on the other hand, not exactly how it doesn’t end.