Yesterday afternoon, for the first time I think since August, my husband and I spent an afternoon alone together. We ran a few errands, had a quick bite at Rubio’s, and then sat in the dark for a little over 2.5 hours entranced by the David Fincher adaptation of “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo“.
Based on Steig Larsson‘s novel by the same name, and following a fantastic Swedish film based on the novel, I admit that I enjoyed this American version more than I originally expected.
The Swedish trilogy of films that began with Dragon Tattoo has an incredible main character. Noomi Rapace plays Lisbeth Salander and I really couldn’t imagine another actress in the role; while I still like the Swedish actress better, I confess that Daniel Craig is more what my western imagination pictured Mikhail Blomkvist and, similarly, the rest of David Fincher’s cast mirrored how I pictured the characters in the novels.
My husband enjoyed this adaptation of the story very much, saying that he really picked up on things he hadn’t in the earlier film. He has not read the books, though. I felt that the flavor of this film stayed close to the novel.