It’s hard to not call
The Girl On The Train a Gone Girl rip-off. The book was published in 2015,
clearly capitalising on the success of Gillian Flynn’s smart, female-driven
marriage-dissecting thriller, and a film had already been greenlit from the moment it became clear
David Fincher’s adaptation would be a massive hit.
The film itself is a strange beast, for the first hour some flimsy airport crime fun with an interesting, if sometimes desperate turn from Emily Blunt, but a horribly messy final act is not only painful in itself, but manages to undo a lot of what worked before. However, most pervasive is the Gone Girl parallels.
This is something most
reviews of the film have picked up – it’s frankly impossible to avoid – and the result hasn't been the prettiest. While the Gone Girl
connection certainly helped the book reach a wide audience and served as an
ideal comparison point for the film’s marketing, it only hurts the finished
product. Because Tate Taylor ain’t no Fincher, his film fails on
all the key levels the previous film succeeded.
SPOILER ALERT for Gone Girl and The Girl On The Train.