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Posted by: Uong Jowo Posted date: 6/29/2014 / comment : 0
Contrasting with The Killer Inside Me (see Freedom, 11th September), Stieg Larsson’s bestselling Millennium novels ignore organic social networks – and ‘ordinary’ people in every sense.
Dystopic domination here originates in elite predators exploiting blindspots in society, transforming from the very top down civilised liberal heaven into murderous misogynist hell. Parlaying a global publishing phenomenon into blockbuster cinema, The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo’s crusading magazine editor Mikael Blomkvist (played by Michael Nyqvist) can’t singlehandedly stem the corrupt tide without hacker genius Lisbeth Salander (Noomi Rapace) motivated to avenge her entire biography of familial and institutional violent sexual abuse. Unlike in Winterbottom’s film, this battered woman fights back – with extreme prejudice – but again the passage to cinema privileges female flesh over external complexity.
Nevertheless an otherwise classic whodunnit – industrialist clan harbours incorrigible depravity amid decadence recalling aristocratic Swedish Nazi collaboration – is refreshed by a postmodern dynamic dualism of cosmopolitan benevolence and nubile cyberpunk antisociality, whose unlikely resourcefulness doubtless appeals to sundry self-pitying emo sensitivities seeking conservative wish-fulfilment.
However, the sequels sadly surrender residual credibility, depicting a worldwide web of depraved brutality targeting the ‘weaker sex’ at every turn, requiring superhuman escalation to overcome. So The Girl Who Played With Fire’s action movie posits sex-trafficking for government officials and businessmen, with social-democracy poisoned by Cold War realpolitick infecting police and justice systems, before The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest’s conspiracy thriller culminates with state welfare comprehensively suborned, scapegoating victims via secret service parapolitics, media mystification and show-trials.
A charitable view detects Larsson’s journalistic campaigns against the malignancies of far-right malice and masculinist supremacy in the trilogy’s populist pulp trappings, with Da Vinci Code banality tempered by extended sociological exposition. But the film entertainments ditch such turgid context, pushing purportedly pro-feminist romance further towards sordid prurient fantasy. Worse, the author’s protagonists were comparably sexually and emotionally crippled – whereas Blomkvist’s promiscuous irresistibility to all womankind now disappears, while Salander’s vicissitudes are amplified in technicolour.
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