Gone Girl: A love letter for Amazing Amy

Gone Girl is such an amazing book. For years and years, I have been waiting for a book; a movie, where the bad guys win.
Every single time I see the good guys win, with their capes flying, with their cheesy smirks, and hopelessly predictable one-liners, something dies in me. 

Let the bad guys win for once just let the bad guys win. I scream.

And I go back into my man cave, and I wonder why can’t there be a story where the bad guys win, why is it always the same old? The criminal gets caught story? Why can’t there be a criminal who is smarter than the detective? Why can’t there just be a perfect crime?

Why, why Gooooood?

I read this story and I think Amy has taken a part of my heart. She’s the one who got away (literally). I will always be in love with her. Every woman I meet will be outshone in the brilliant blinding light of Amazing Amy. They will wonder why it’s not working, they just wouldn’t know I want them to frame me for their murder. fuck my life up.

Reading all those detective stories, thinking hoping maybe this time, maybe, just maybe, but no every single time, Holmes and that awful Hercule always two steps ahead of the criminal. Always catching them. Elementary my dear Watson.

Sighs.

Finally, the gone girl did it for me, yeah a win for the bad guys, choke on it.

The way she planned it, all those little details, the patience, the self-sacrifice, (she did kill herself), and that pretending to be a really sweet innocent girl while you are a criminal mastermind, Amy would give even Holmes a hard chase. Holmes may be a winner in his story but Amy is the winner in this one.

I just want to say Amy if you are out there. If you know you can. Just know that I will let you frame me for your murder, it’s from the bottom of my heart.No I won’t make it easy. It will be just you and me. You trying to frame me for your murder, me trying to prove my innocence. Me always figuring out little holes in your story, you always improvising and endless series of plot twists. It will be perfect. So romantic.

Catch 22: read it and you will never be the same again

Catch 22 cover

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atch 22, is the kind of book, that once you finish reading it, it destroys a lot of things, first thing it destroys is your taste in books, because it really raises the bar very high, so ordinary books will no longer suffice. You will have to find something disturbing, bizarre and utterly amazing, because this is exactly what this book is, it belongs on the shelf with Brave new world and 1984, except it’s more entertaining than 1984.

It destroys your faith in military, patriotism or any such notions, not because these are bad values, but because it exposes how incompetent and selfish men have exploited these notions for their own greed, and honest soldiers like Yossarian end up paying the price.

Yossarian is the anti-hero, he is always trying to run away from war, he is always pretending to be sick, so he won’t have to fly more missions, the generals are shown as complete imbeciles, who have no idea how to fight a war, so they never really plan anything, they just do things to spite each other, or gain superiority over each other and the men below them have to bear the burden of their follies.

As the novel progresses, lot of Yossarian’s friends die horrible, gruesome deaths, there is one scene which haunts me, it’s on the beach, where a soldier flies his plan on very low altitude, one of the young soldiers in the water, jumps up to touch the plane, except he gets caught in the fan, he dies instantly, and the soldiers who was flying the plane, is filled with so much remorse that he waves a last salute and flies his plane in to the mountain.

There is a doctor, he is a complainer, he does nothing for the soldiers, whenever a soldier complains of being sick, the doctor starts narrating his long list of, “you think that’s bad, what about me?”

There is a syndicate and everyone has a share.
Much more can be said about the book, all in all. I wholly recommend this to any serious reader, I won’t say much about it now, and frankly I don’t want to spoil it for you by adding a synopsis. Instead I will share some of my favorite quotes from the novel.

If you enjoyed reading this, thanks for your time, if you want me to do other books feel free to comment

Gerald’s game, Stephen King; a review.

It’s one of the good ones, I don’t want to talk about the plot or synopsis, I just want to talk about what this books makes me feel or what my thoughts are about it.

My first feeling is disgust, it’s one of the dominant feelings in this book.I am disgusted by the nature of relationship between the girl and her father. I am disgusted by the dog aka the former prince. I can say the book only gets good, if that’s the right word to use, at the very end.

The antics and misadventures of Joubert are interesting to me; in a creepy sort of way. They give the book depth, without him the book is rather shallow or superficial. I think the only reason Jessie, survives her encounter with this sick necrophiliac probably because

A)    She was a woman

B)    She wasn’t dead.

Because this guy is in to dead people and mostly males. Now I am not sure if this character is based on some real killer, like in Peter Straub’s lost boy lost girl,the killer is actually based on H.H Holmes who was in fact a serial killer. But King is at his very best in making up this character with most intricate details, Joubert jumps at you from the paper and you can’t stop reading about him.

Joubert has a medical condition in which his pituitary gland keeps shooting juice, so his hands, arms, feet, forehead keep growing while rest of his body has stopped growing, so he is disproportionate, like a bad sketch made by a kid. He has been in and out of mental institutions, he has been having fun with animals or sometimes young Boys, he is deranged, twisted, sick pervert anything you name it, this guy’s it, he has been there, he has done that.

He has a “collection”, at home, what he refers to as “my things”, they are mostly, eye balls, penises (he is obsessed with those) legs, noses, and other body parts.

He has eaten up his mommy and daddy as well. He specially delights in snacking on tongue sandwiches. It would unfair not to mention that Joubert was sexually abused as a kid, mostly by his own parents. Evil breeds evil.

Now to make the long review short. If there was a moral to this story. It would be this: face your fears.

Jessie did, because in the end she is a traumatized woman. She is afraid that Joubert is still there. That any minute he would jump from behind a curtain or from under the bed.

So at Joubert’s hearing, she goes there to face him. He recognizes her and mocks her, for a few seconds she is afraid, then she gathers up her courage in spits in his face.