The Girl on the Train is set up to be a bestseller in the manner of Gone Girl but, not having read that (though it did discover this post, via Isabel Costello on Twitter, on the annoying tendency to use the word “girl” instead of the more accurate “woman” in novels titles), I’m unable to comment on how it compares. I found some similarities with The Delivery Room in the therapist from the former Yugoslavia; The Good House in the alcoholic central character; and Don’t Stand so Close in the controlling husband(s), but I’m afraid I didn’t enjoy this novel as much as any of those three. Perhaps I’m getting grumpy and intolerant in my old age, but I found the three flawed women who were the point of view characters somewhat irritating and overly self-absorbed. I enjoyed it more when the tension ratcheted up towards the climax, and I did appreciate the opportunity to read Transworld’s top debut thriller of 2015 (although I would have plumped for Goodhouse) so thanks, as always, for my review copy.
With only two more days of the Review Challenge left to run – I imagine that sigh I hear comes from relief, not disappointment – do take a look at my other January reviews, if you haven’t already.