The second installment in Lisbeth Salander’s saga, The Girl Who Played with Fire is a powerful thriller, even if it does lack the gut punch impact of the first film. In this entry, Mikael Blomkvist (Michael Nyqvist) and Lisbeth (Noomi Rapace) are investigating a sex-trafficking operation when Lisbeth is suddenly accused of several murders. Mikael fights to prove her innocence, and uncovers a chilling connection between Lisbeth and the crimes.
The actors give incredible performances. Rapace gives us a softer, more vulnerable (but no less badass) Lisbeth this time around, while Nyqvist imbues Mikael with a dogged determination to clear the name of a woman he just may love.
This is a gorgeous film. In stark contrast to the first movie, The Girl Who Played with Fire is bright, airy, and colorful. I wanted to soak in the sun-drenched scenery, and I could practically smell the flowers blooming.
The story is intriguing, and the twist was shocking. It wasn’t as impactful as the first film, but this was a worthy sequel, with some brutal moments and graphic sex scenes. It also ends with a hell of a cliffhanger. I’m biting my nails off wondering what will happen.
If you haven’t become acquainted with Miss Salander yet, please do yourself a favor and become drawn into her dark, intoxicating world.