I just read “Gone Girl.” Well, by “read,” I mean: enjoyed the first 15 pages, suffered through the next 100, and flipped to the end to find out what happened.

What a lousy book. Considering it was so popular that I could only get a copy of it at the library yesterday, I don’t know why people went so nuts for it. None of the characters is interesting or human or worth latching on to. The first 100 pages do very little to set up the ending. It read like an old “Streets of San Francisco,” except without the compelling auto chase or young Michael Douglas’s hair.

Motormouth says: skip it.