Saturday, July 31, 2010


After reading the first volume, I described Lisbeth Salander as an updated Clarice Starling. I was wrong--Lisbeth Salander turns out to be Jason Fucking Bourne. Eh, volume two is totally unbelievable. There are simply too many fortuitously timed interventions by characters both familiar and un-. And some of these characters could easily wear skin-tight suits and capes, given their astonishing powers and abilities. That, however, didn't prevent me from burning through 630 pages in two days.

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