Girl on the Train has been floating abouts the periphery of my life for a few weeks. It’s been a hit amongst fellow bloggers and I’ve heard it’s garnered success over the pond. I wasn’t planning on reading it. Anything described as the ‘next Gone Girl’ wasn’t going to excite me. Yet, Friday arrived and I felt the need for a book I could fall into for a few hours, so I bought it.
‘Rachel takes the same commuter train every morning. Every day she rattles down the track, flashes past a stretch of cozy suburban homes, and stops at the signal that allows her to daily watch the same couple breakfasting on their deck. She’s even started to feel like she knows them. “Jess and Jason,” she calls them. Their life—as she sees it—is perfect. Not unlike the life she recently lost.
And then she sees something shocking. It’s only a minute until the train moves on, but it’s enough. Now everything’s changed. Unable to keep it to herself, Rachel offers what she knows to the police, and becomes inextricably entwined in what happens next, as well as in the lives of everyone involved. Has she done more harm than good?’ GoodReads.
I feel indifferent to Girl on the Train. It wasn’t badly written or uninteresting, I liked the characters and I liked the mystery. I don’t understand the Gone Girl comparison, other than it having a twist it was a different tale altogether. Perhaps the unreliable narrators lead to them being compared.
I definitely preferred it to Gone Girl.
There is a twist to the story, you’ll probably guess it from the beginning. However, because of that twist I’m not going to discuss the plot. There is nothing worse that a spoiled twist.
The characters are wonderful, each so unlike the other. Rachel is a broken alcoholic, directionless. Megan has constantly been running from life before settling down with her husband. And then there is Anna, the coldest of the three women. Rachel struggles with her drinking as she clings to the investigation of Megan’s murder – a center for which to focus her existence.
None of these women are perfect, which gave the book its edge. Rachel, Anna and Megan each had their own issues, their own flaws. Each are ignoring the problems in their lives but distracting themselves with something else. Whether that be a child, alcohol or sex.
The characters made the story worth reading.
Moral of the story? Just because you fantasize about what people are like, based on what you see, doesn’t mean you’re right.