Lisbeth Salander is back and this time she is going against sex traffic.
Originally the millennium trilogy of books was adapted as a six part miniseries for the Swedish TV; it was released as a three part movie only later due to his phenomenal success. Now I haven’t read the books, neither saw the original TV miniseries, but this movie is a mess that suffers greatly from the middle movie in a trilogy syndrome.
The focus is squarely on the titular girl, played with great determination by Noomi Rapace. While I admit she is an interesting and highly original character there is a tipping point where if you continue to pile angst and misfortune on somebody it start getting ludicrous.
The convoluted and overlong plot doesn’t help. Improbable stuff piles higher and higher to a final act that should be dramatic and instead is terribly camp.
I think that we all felt in love with the idea of a Swedish thriller franchise with different aesthetics and original action beats but this shouldn’t blind us to the glaring problems of this movie. The main lead, journalist Michael Blomkvist, is practically reduced to supporting cast and does nothing, literally nothing, the whole movie. Apart from the titular girl all the other characters have no personality, no arc, nothing. There is even a gratuitous lesbian sex scene just to spice things up while the use of mobile phones in Sweden is apparently a peculiar super power of journalist and hackers because nobody else got one.
I got here so I’ll certainly go for the last one but I certainly can’t advice anybody else to do the same.
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