The Girl Who Played With Fire
Return of the Dragon Tattoo
Based on
Stieg Larsson’s second novel, The Girl
WhoPlayed With Fire continues
the story with the same main characters plus a new set of villains. Lisbeth is
a memorable creation—a bisexual, kickboxing, motorcycle riding, black leather
and nose-ring wearing, punk rocking, computer hacking genius. Her teenage stint
in an abusive mental hospital only sharpened her angry edge. Lisbeth is especially
bitter over men abusing women, and is willing to be the avenging dark angel.
How ironic that the first two murders pinned on her are of a team of reporters
investigating a ring of Russian prostitutes sanctioned by corrupt Swedish cops,
judges and prosecutors. The whole thing stinks, and Lisbeth’s sometimes friend,
investigative reporter Mikael Blomkvist, knows it.
Larsson’s
stories, which have attracted an international audience, pull the spirit of
American 1930s hard-boiled fiction and ’40s film noir into a 21st-century
Scandinavian setting. Corruption hides under every pleasant faade and monsters
roam the corridors in the semblance of men. Unlike the previous installment,
director Daniel Alfredson shot The Girl
Who Played With Fire as a two-part TV mini-series. Perhaps this resulted in
more car chases and villains a little larger than life. But Alfredson also
brings a painterly eye for the twilight colors of the Baltic to his efficiently
told story, along with excellent cross-editing between scenes and a superb
sense for incorporating the Internet into cinema. The acting is convincing,
especially Noomi Rapace as the wiry Lisbeth, a woman emotionally damaged by the
evil she encountered in childhood yet groping in the darkness toward human
empathy.
The Girl
Who Played With Fire is showing at the
Downer Theatre.



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