The third and final book in Stieg Larsson’s Millennium trilogy, The Girl Who Kicked The Hornet’s Nest, picks up right where The Girl Who Played With Fire left off. If you haven’t read part two, I won’t spoil it. Let’s just say that just about everyone is the worse for wear at the beginning of the finale.
There are certain things that you just don’t bounce back from right away, like axes in your head.
I loved this book. I absolutely loved it. I read it in one day, and there’s really only one reason: the “heroine,” Lisbeth Salander.
Salander, for me, is one of the the most fascinating characters in literature. For sheer can’t-look-away-ness, I put her right up there with Judge Holden and Ignatius J. Riley. Of course, lots of people hate those characters, so if you haven’t met them, please go read those books. Don’t take my word for it.
My only real problem with Hornet’s Nest—Lisbeth just isn’t in the book enough. She spends most of the book in the hospital, convalescing. Then she gets hurried into a courtroom where she just has to sit there. But of course, she never really just sits there.
The revenge that gradually spools out over the last 100 pages of the book was about as satisfying as it gets for this vengeance junkie. I don’t want her anywhere near me with a nail gun.
Not perfect, but so what?
As a recovering English major, I still fight the urge to poke holes in everything and roll my eyes at bad writing, even though my own writing is far, far from perfect. Stieg Larsson’s prose gets a little carried away at times, as Michael Newman from Slate noted recently.
In this book, as with the other two, I also think there’s an inordinate amount of time spent talking about who’s sleeping with who. It didn’t bother me, I just wasn’t sure why it was there. It was brought up frequently enough to seem like an important plot point, but it wasn’t. It just gets mentioned a lot. Oh, and there are plenty of Macbooks, apparently the weapon of choice for journalists and hackers. So if you aren’t an Apple fan, steer clear of Larsson.
But even though I think Newman is right, I don’t care. I had as much fun reading this trilogy as I ever have with a series. I’m sad that Larsson is gone and I really hope that nobody else tries to take a crack at bringing Lisbeth back.
So: have you read it? Did you love it? Hate it? Seen the movie?
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