The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo
Before Casey was born, I bought the Millennium Trilogy by Stieg Larsson hoping to read them while I was on maternity leave. That clearly never happened but I finally decided that reading gossip sites on the internet wasn't holding my interest any more so I cracked open The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo and devoured it like it was the first book I had ever read in my life. Is it wrong to call a book delicious? Because that is the adjective I use when I describe it. While it was a little frustrating to get into because of all the background building that occurred in the first hundred pages, it was also a quality I loved. The characters, the town, the story - they were all incredibly well developed. What a suspenseful plot (no, I'm not even going to try and summarize any of it)! I had no idea what was going to happen next. As a testament to how much I loved reading this book, I almost sacrificed precious sleep one night so I could keep on reading while Casey slumbered beside me. There is very little that comes between me and sleep.
Since we finally got the Netflix to stream over our Playstation 3, I decided I wanted to watch the Swedish movie-version of the book: Män som hatar kvinnor. There really is no way they could have crammed the intricate details of the book into this film in a way that was satisfactory to me. My mind had created all the imagery I needed so seeing the book come to life on screen was a bit too conflicting with what I wanted it to be. I will say that Noomi Rapace was perfectly suited for Lisbeth Salander but the guy who played Mikael Blomkvist didn't exactly scream sex appeal to me like the book did. I am excited for the American version because I think Daniel Craig will be perfect in that role. While I don't mind watching foreign movies with English subtitles, the Swedish was a bit too distracting, especially when they said Harriet's bible as "Hahreot's Beeble."
MORAL OF THAT STORY: The book is always better than the movie.