The conclusion I’ve drawn from these books is that Sweden is a terrible place. It’s always dreary. The men are either sex offenders or waiting for an opportunity to become a sex offender. And it’s cold.
I assume, for the Swedish people’s sake, that this book is not an accurate portrayal of their country.
But the books were great! I know I’m a few years behind it all, reading the Millennium Trilogy waaaay after the song by the same name was on the charts (remember that? Some British artist who was super hot at the moment, and it recycled a lick from a Bond song?). The plot was still hair-raising and suspenseful — I really wasn’t sure what was going to happen in the end. And the HUGE cliffhanger at the end of the second book — well, I had to start right in on the third immediately.
But, as most riveting plots do, I think my family was happy to see the end of these books for me. As twist after twist occurred, I couldn’t put it down. I was reading on my Kindle, which became an enabler to my desire to read this book at all times. I would set it up to read while I was brushing my teeth for bed, I would set it up to read while I was blow-drying my hair in the mornings, I would sneak it out while waiting for lunch dates — it went with me everywhere.
And the trial at the end was really gut-wrenching. What was going to happen? How was she possibly going to get out of the quagmire she was in? I’m trying to be vague here, in case you haven’t read the books — hopefully I’m not ruining anything for you.
And as a follow-up to my post about The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, where I really hated on the character of Lisbeth Salander (which I stand by), I will say that with the events at the beginning of “Played with Fire,” I was with her all the way. She grew up as a a character, and she learned from her past mistakes, and she became stronger and got me to like her. A good switch-around for any character.
But yeah — not visiting Sweden any time soon. At least not until I become a better hacker.