seven frames // gone girl (2014) dir. david fincher // d.o.p. jeff cronenweth
Rosamund Pike photographed by Micaela Rossato
First & last shots
Gone Girl (2014) David Fincher
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. For a long time Cool Girl offended me. I used to see men – friends, coworkers, strangers – giddy over these awful pretender women, and I’d want to sit these men down and calmly say: You are not dating a woman, you are dating a woman who has watched too many movies written by socially awkward men who’d like to believe that this kind of woman exists and might kiss them.
Rosamund Pike for Vanity Fair - July 2007
Nick Dunne took my pride and my dignity. And my hope and my money. He took and took from me until I no longer existed. That’s murder. Let the punishment fit the crime.
"I can’t remember the last time I saw an American movie where an American woman washed off blood in a shower and the blood wasn’t hers." - Haley Mlotek (requested by anonymous)
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (2011) | Gone Girl (2014)
I was told love should be unconditional. That’s the rule, everyone says so. But if love has no boundaries, no limits, no conditions, why should anyone try to do the right thing ever? If I know I am loved no matter what, where is the challenge? I am supposed to love Nick despite all his shortcomings. And Nick is supposed to love me despite my quirks. But clearly, neither of us does. It makes me think that everyone is very wrong, that love should have many conditions. Love should require both partners to be their very best at all times.
When I think of my wife, I always think of the back of her head. I picture cracking her lovely skull, unspooling her brain, trying to get answers. The primal questions of a marriage: What are you thinking? How are you feeling? What have we done to each other? What will we do?
I’ve got a blank space baby and I’ll write your name.