Ultimately, I was disappointed. I really don’t think that the film lived up to the hype that it’d had for months. Also, I’m not sure that I’ve been this disappointed in a book-film adaptation in a while.
Don’t get me wrong, I did find the book a little slow. It was unique in the sense that it remained a page turner despite lacking pace. I conclude that it most likely achieved this because of the confusion that it placed on the reader; you were left continually wondering what was real and what wasn’t. I’ve always been the type of person that has unintentionally been able to predict the endings and twists to stories. It can be irritating but when I read Girl on the Train, I couldn’t see where it was going (hence the “page turner.”) And yet with every turned page, it still lacked pace, adrenaline, fervour…
The film was on a whole new level of mundane. When I thought it was because I’d read the book before, I remember my reaction to Gone Girl and Before I Go To Sleep – I’d read those books and I still thought the films were brilliant! Girl on the Train was advertised to be in the same league of these thrillers and it really wasn’t.
Credit where credit is due though; Emily Blunt proved herself to be quite the versatile actress. She is usually so pristine, so naturally beautiful and I can’t begin to comprehend the hours of work that she had to undergo in order to look so disheveled and rough. Although appearance can help solidify an impression of a character, the quality of the acting had a really lasting affect. Emily Blunt played it well.
I feel bad that this review is so short… but I’m really not sure what else to say. I guess if you’re reading this review before you’re going to see it I might have done you a favour – if someone had lowered my expectations this much, I may have actually found it enjoyable to watch.
It almost became a very expensive nap!
Julia had always been the friend that Livy turns to when life was difficult. United 18 years ago by grief at the brutal murder of Livy’s sister, Kara and they’ve always told each other everything =-or so Livy thought. So when Julia is found dead in her home, Livy cannot come to terms with the news that she chose to end her own life. The Julia that Livy knew was vibrant and vivacious, a far cry from the selfish neurotic that her family seem determined to paint her as. Troubled by doubt but alone in her suspicions, Livy sets out to prove that Julia was in fact murdered.
As you can probably imagine. This blurb and the tagline had me hooked from the beginning and it’s clear from early on that Sophie McKenzie has written a page turner. Usually, I read on the way to and from work but I couldn’t stop reading! I read walking, I read brushing my teeth – I just wanted to know what was happening and why.
I definitely found that after turning the last page there were still some unanswered questions but, despite that usually frustrating me, I think it increased my love for the book. I didn’t need to know it like I usually would. I was content with the ending and that says a lot in itself because as far as endings go, I’m usually quite difficult to please.
I found that the only drawback to this book was that I felt that it lacked some description. Although all characters were very three dimensional, I found that the physical descriptions of the surroundings and characters was quite lacking. I have a very vivid imagination and I did find myself filling in all of the blanks but I wonder if what I had in my head was exactly what the author would have liked. I think it’s hard to produce a good description of a location or a person without it being a bit mundane but I felt that I had to work to picture it more than I knew what Sophie would have wanted me to be imagining.
I’d recommend a read, and it’s definitely a page turner but if you struggle to put your own interpretation on things, you may struggle with this read.