Take a Lifetime movie, run it through David Fincher's signature, increasingly-expensive series of filters, and you're pretty close to knowing what you'll be getting with Gone Girl.
Once again returning to a modern bestseller, Fincher adapts Gillian Flynn's novel of the same name from a script the author penned herself. Ben Affleck stars as a guy whose wife (Rosamund Pike) disappears on their fifth wedding anniversary. The police and public, at first sympathetic to a mourning husband, soon start to suspect Daredevil is probably the murderer. What's this blood in the kitchen all about? Why all the shit-eating grins? Why is Tyler Perry in this? And have you not seen a Dateline special? It's pretty much always the "loving"-in-quotes husband who did it.
You shouldn't go in expecting the same ending as the book--Flynn reportedly changed things to keep it interesting. But judging by this trailer, definitely expect a thoroughly Fincher-ian production, as expectedly slick, dreary, and grossly-hued as Rosamund Pike's waterlogged corpse.