Looking Upwards and Dreaming

1 man.
1 year.
365 movies.
(One hopes).

Oh, I thought this was a bit of a damp squib, to be honest.

The first movie reminded me of Silence of the Lambs, the second one reminded me of a Prime Suspect and this one reminded me of an episode of Law & Order: UK or something. It’s actually kind of remarkable how, by this point in the trilogy, all the spark and atmosphere seems to be gone. Blomkvist spends the whole thing editing a magazine, Lisbeth spends most of it confined: I do still care about the characters, but what made me care is no longer present.

It’s not terrible or anything, but a disappointing end to the trilogy.

Grade: ***