With this, the third and final part of the utterly brilliant Millennium trilogy, Larsson brings to a close the compelling story of, what must surely be, one of literature's most compelling heroines, Lisbeth Salander. As said elsewhere, Larsson ties up all of the loose ends clearly visible at the end of the second book and, as such, this is really not a standalone book but a continuation. It is essential reading for Larsson addicts but like all addictions it will never be enough to sate the appetite induced by reading the first of the series. Gobble up this one just like its predecessors - sadly, there ain't plenty more where they came from!
Larsson's writing was obviously motivated by powerful emotions reflecting his views on certain social ills but I never felt, as I have with certain other writers, that I was being preached to. The books are moving, exciting, intelligent, compelling and superbly written (and, I imagine, translated) but above all, entertaining. The whole experience of reading all three is so affecting that the structural faults, most obvious in the second in the series, simply didn't matter - to this reader at least. Yes, I did get slightly tired with the too frequent references to women warriors from history and the utterly redundant sub plot of Berger's cyber stalker but was able to overlook these relatively minor irritants in view of the fact that there are just too few writers of such excellence around who can sustain the interest of their readers over 1600 or so pages and therefore his passing is truly to be mourned.
Now I'll wait some time to get my 'fix' and then begin with 'dragon' again.