The Girl Who Played With Fire, by Stieg Larsson

I really liked the first book in this posthumously-published trilogy by Stieg Larsson — it was a fun locked room mystery. So I was a little disappointed that this, the 2nd book, wouldn’t be published here in the US until summer of this year.

But happily, the UK edition came out in January, and I happened to be going through Heathrow, so picked it up. (And proceeded to carry the 600 page giant airport edition bookstop through 4 countries before getting it home. 🙂

The verdict, for me, is that this is a solid offering that gives a ton of backstory into the protagonists, but isn’t nearly as fun as the first book, which was much tighter, although really slow at the end. This book, by contrast, was sort of all over the place for the first 200 pages or so, then turned into a well-paced thriller for the last 400, but not as fun a mystery, really (and not that hard to figure out).

But worth reading, and I’ll pick up the 3rd book when the English-language translation comes out in a year or so.

(Let me know if anyone in the States wants to borrow my UK copy!)

One comment

  1. Oh my! “The Girl Who Played With Fire”… this recalls me of what happened to my neighbor’s house. It was burnt by a huge fire. Just from a little fire that played by a girl who is the daughter of the owner. Fortunately the little girl was saved. And that was 3 years ago.