The Girl on the Train provides a mystery reminiscent of Gone Girl, written in a similar style of jumping among first-person writers as the story unfolds over different time periods and from different perspectives. It is entertaining, and the mystery lasts long enough to interest the reader, even if not quite long enough to for me.
Although good, it was not at the level of Gone Girl, and due no doubt to timing, I fear it will be forever compared to its predecessor.
Granted, it’s been a few years since I read Gone Girl. So I will admit that I cannot pinpoint exactly why I prefer the former over this later read. But I do.
That’s not to say that I thought The Girl on the Train was a waste of time or thought. It did entertain. It did provide a mystery. It did engage me in the story.
Just not quite as well.
Musings on Films, Books, and Other Media Forms
