Gary Hollingsbee’s review published on Letterboxd:
Sadly, much of Martin Amis’ novel, Night Train, is lost in this adaptation. What’s left is a pretty unengaging police investigation into the death of a young astrophysicist by an alcoholic female New Orleans detective. The movie is slow, attempts to position itself as being more profound than it actually is, and - visually - seems like a cheap movie from the 1980s. By the end I couldn’t care less about either the detective, her demons, or the solution to the case.