It has been one strange week, RRJ got an awfully sticky bug last rainy thursday, then I got it and finally out of familial obligation RRS is now dutifully sick. While it was my turn, I was kind of happy to lie in and do nothing other than enjoying Lisbeth Salander's exploits. I liked all the three books. In the beginning I thought Lisbeth Salander had a striking similarity with Sue Grafton's Kinsey Millhone (another favourite of mine) so I was pretty smug when half way down the first novel the main guy picks up a Sue Grafton novel to pass his time. Feels good to have your silly notion get endorsed, however vaguely that may be. Back to the books, very strong women characters who kick asses: a lawyer, an industrialist, a computer wizard, a chief editor of a magazine, a police officer and a few more of them. The pace of the books is pretty fast, only minor hold-ups when the hero gets laid. None of the strong women could resist his passionate-about-work charm and are eager to to be in his team as well as his bed.
The trilogy is centered around an investigative journalist who gets help from LS to come out of the deep shit he was in. With the second book the focus shifts to LS and her past which was full of abuse. While she tries to get even with all concerned on her own, the journalist can't let his friend fight it out all alone. Pretty engaging style of writing and as in most crime fiction the good wins over the bad. So yay!
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