Finished Gone Girl over the weekend; yes, I was late to this party. If I were the heroine, so to speak, of Gone Girl, I would be backdating this entry.

But I can make sure that  you make the right choice if you are in an airport bookstore and have a choice between buying Gone Girl and The Goldfinch. The Goldfinch is dark and worthy, and it’s fun to combine Dickens and Las Vegas. But go with Gone Girl;  the pages turn themselves, there are shrewd observations about the media plays us and you’ll have your head messed up.