A rendition so bad I had to write my first ever film review.
I watched this directly after having read the book, and had heard good things about the film. Having watched it, the rendition is so tragic a representation of the book that it doesn't deserve to have the same name.
The character depth created in the book was literally stripped raw, Amy only having literally one tone of voice. I get that she's a sociopath, but her obsession with her image would have caused her to at least have an ounce of personality. And there's something about those films where the only personality trait of the characters shown is their determination to get free/carry out the plot. Amy was supposed to be loving, witty, entitled, obnoxious. And Nick wasn't as secretive, as shameful. Great actors, poor direction. The book had so much show not tell, that it's a shame that wasn't used at all in the film. In fact despite how great these actors are, some directed scenes were so awkward that even the actors looked bad, key frame being the Nick Desi conversation at the door. What kind of post reporter asks such blatant questions expecting to get an answer from Desi, and what kind of presentable rich gentleman who cares about Nicks wife wouldn't immediately let him into the house? He lets Nick in in the book, just saying.
(would have been great to see at least some Amy Nick chemistry? Amy didn't chose to go back to Nick because it looked good, I mean it always looked good. She backed out of killing herself and him to get HIM back, the love they had in the beginning. They were supposed to be faking it to each other at the end)
Anyways, even as a film in general, it really was poor, scenes were too short, too awkward, no side plot was allowed to develop enough to make any of it mean anything.
At the very least I'm glad this film gives more attention to the book, which was brilliantly written and deserves all the attention it gets.