Hooray! I'm done with Lisbeth Salander and Kalle Fracking Blomkvist. No more miraculous interventions at just the right moment! No more superhuman capabilities! No more intricately plotted but amateurishly written chapters!
Boo! I'm done with Stieg Larrson. I gobbled these trashy books up with great gusto, and will likely watch the movies soon to see how they compare. I have an expectation that the movies might be better if handled correctly...
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I just finished "The Girl Who Played With Fire" and I have to say I'm disappointed with the way Lisbeth has turned into one of the X-Men, with a James Bond villain for a father. I'll give Larsson this credit: he inspired me to re-read Maj Sjowall and Per Wahloo. I prefer my heroes and villains to be on a more human scale.
I totally agree. She's Jason Bourne in that book. The third is in some ways even more ridiculous.
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