This second book of the Millennium series went by quicker than the first despite being a hefty, 300+ page book. It’s every bit as intense and thrilling as the first, but I thought the beginning started off a bit slowly — or maybe it was just the vacation vibe.
The mystery in this book is decent, but the delivery was clumsy and obvious. As I was reading it, I felt very much like the writer was dangling a mystery in front of my face explicitly by not mentioning it or skirting around the main part. And when that part was finally revealed, it wasn’t as surprising as I had hoped. There were so many hints around it, I half expected, half dreaded it.
What I liked most about reading The Girl Who Played With Fire was learning more about the characters, especially Lisbeth. Although nothing revealed about her was earth-shattering, it was interesting to see what made her tick. I have a feeling her sister is going to come into play in the third book.
Although it was hard to do anything else but read this book as soon as I started it, some thing about it keeps me from giving it 4 stars. It might be the sense of frustration about the ‘All That Evil’ being hinted at for more than 200 pages when really, it’s not that big of a deal.