Sunday 16 October 2016

The Girl On The Train is well worth a seat.

A number of critics have been negative about the movie The Girl On The Train.  I am not at all sure why.    It may be an advantage that I have not read the book,  so I did not miss anything from it nor disapprove of the relocation from London to New York State.      And of course it is more difficult to develop three main female characters in a film than in a book, especially when they share the narration.   

I do admit that at first I had a little difficulty distinguishing between the two young blondes, played by Haley  Bennett and Rebecca Ferguson (who made it more difficult by abandoned her naturally russet  Ferguson-clan  hair colouring to match Bennett's blondiness).     There are also frequent time shifts,  going back months, weeks or days, but they were not difficult to follow.   Mark Kermode pointed out that the cinematographer, Charlotte Brus Christensen, used different filming techniques to help us locate when we are in any particular sequence, and even though I did not consciously notice that,  it may well have helped.   I did notice the clever use of handheld camera sequences to give us the unsteady pov of the only remaining narrator in the movie,  Rachel, an alcoholic.   

She is played by Emily Blunt, retaining her English accent to add to her character’s alienation.   For me knowing she was the lead player was a major reason to see the film. I have admired her considerable breadth in The Adjustment Bureau, Looper, Live Die Repeat and Sicario.   She also showed her comedy chops in the (entirely unnecessary)  English version of the brilliant French Wild Target, (Cible emouvante).   This is her most unglamorous  and - she says - difficult role to date.    I was not disappointed.     Justin Theroux  (of the clan Theroux)  is fine as one of the men, the other being the Welshman Luke Evans.     Allison Janney’s character as a cop is underdeveloped, but hey, when did we last have a movie with three women in the leads?  OK, The Help.


As it happens the Director, Tate Taylor, adapted and directed The Help.   I have not seen that, but here he does a good job.    Erin Cressida Wilson worked with  the novel’s  author Pauline Hawkins on the screenplay, which works fine for me.    Danny Elfman wrote the score, which contributed to the tension without being intrusive. But the star of the show is Emily Blunt.     It was worth seeing just for her.   It may not be Gone Girl, but it is worth seeing anyway.