Sofia’s Reviews > Gone Girl > Status Update

..because Cool Girls are above all, hote. Hot and understanding. Cool Girls never get angry; they only smile in a chagrined loving manner and let their men do whatever they want. Go ahead, shit on me, I don't mind, I'm the Cool Girl. Men actually think this girl exists. Maybe they're fooled because so many women are willing to pretend to be this girl.

So we're back to black squares. Sweet, doting, loving Nick is gone. Gruff, peeved, angry Nick is back. You are supposed to lean on your spouse in hard times, but Nick seems to have gone even farther away. He is a mama's boy whose mama is dead. He doesn't want anything to do with me.

I sometimes leave out details like that. It's more convenient for me. In truth, I wanted her to read my mind so I didn't have to stoop to the womanly art of articulation. I was sometimes as guilty of playing the figure-me-out game as Amy was. I'm a big fan of the lie of omission.

"He just couldn't keep it in his pants," the old lady said urgently, her hand chilling my arm in a death grip. "But he loved me more than any of them. I know it, and YOU know it." The moral to the story being: Mr. Binks was a cheating dickweasel, but, you know, marriage is compromise.

It's a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters. And if all of us are play-acting, there can be no such thing as a soul mate, because we don't have genuine souls.

Don't land me in one of those relationships where we're always pecking at each other, disguising insults as jokes, rolling our eyes and "playfully" scrapping in front of our friends, hoping to lure them to our side of an argument they could care less about. Those awful if only relationships: This marriage would be great if only..and you sense the if only list is a lot longer than either of them realizes.