Two years after her mysterious kidnapping in the hands of a serial killer, Jill, a young courageous and smart girl, who struggles against overcoming the torture she faced during being kidnapped, makes her mind to confront her fears through saving her sister who also goes missed, the thing that risks her life.
It's a significant letdown that after all Jill's running, and all the guessing Seyfried makes us do, the climactic confrontation plays like an uninspired afterthought.
With 'friends' like this movie, the feminist cause doesn't need enemies... [E]ven if Jill isn't crazy... she's still crazy, because she does not behave like a sane person.
No money should ever change hands in any Gone-related interaction, unless it is because you are buying matches and gasoline to set all the copies of it on fire.
By the end of Gone you'll be convinced that it's just a low-rent reworking of The Silence of the Lambs, with Seyfried's humongous peepers a sad substitute for Jodie Foster's acting chops.