
The Girl on the Train movie review: in praise of flawed women
An imperfect adaptation of an uncinematic novel is nevertheless a challenging portrait of a woman as deeply screwed up as usually only men get to be onscreen.

An imperfect adaptation of an uncinematic novel is nevertheless a challenging portrait of a woman as deeply screwed up as usually only men get to be onscreen.

Quick takes from the 60th London Film Festival, with public screenings from October 5th-16th, 2016.

Quick takes from the 60th London Film Festival, with public screenings from October 5th-16th, 2016.

Quick takes from the 60th London Film Festival, with public screenings from October 5th-16th, 2016.

Quick takes from the 60th London Film Festival, with public screenings from October 5th-16th, 2016.

Alongside plenty of heist-movie humor and suspense is a bleak fatalism grounded in depressing reality and resignation to the miserable necessity it demands.

It’s supposed to be intense, but it’s just silly. Unless it’s secretly about one woman ridding the world of notorious arms dealers through sly manipulation.

A few hints of stagnation aside, this franchise remains a terrifyingly trenchant dystopia. A brutal vision of an America not far removed from our own.

A facile riff on Romeo & Juliet amongst Brussels gangs. Banal, clichéd, and treats its teenage-girl protagonist in a spectacularly disgusting way.

A comedy only in the bleakest way, satire only in the sense that the whole world has become a parody of itself. Appalling and amusing in equal measure.