Abraham Lincoln, who married a nut-case, was, according to The Wit and Wisdom of Abraham Lincoln on my father's bookshelf, fond of quoting the maxim about "hugging a bad bargain all the tighter" before remarking that, with respect to his particular bad bargain, taking that advice could be almost pleasant. But in this movie a slightly paunchy Ben Affleck, having made the same mistake, gets his hugs elsewhere, and his nut-case wife frames him for the murder of herself. She planned to commit suicide and allow her body to wash up on the river shore, but things happen, bloody outlandish things, and she ends up getting washed back into her marriage.
Marriage as black hole, with same gravitational force. Directed by David Fincher, best known for The Social Network, thereby eliciting from Anthony Lane the following question: "Who could have predicted that a film about murder, betrayal, and deception would be less exciting than a film about a Web site?"
