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Sometime over the summer I read The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. It's a pretty heavy story. It took me about a month to get past the first twenty or thirty pages. They set up the plot for everything that came after, but they were a bit dull. Once I got past them, I couldn't put the book down. It's not particularly an uplifting, light read and when I finished it I immediately set it aside and picked up some Archie comics and other light-hearted fare.

In the meantime, Dave and I rented the movie and it was good. So good that Dave is anxiously awaiting seeing the second in the series, which is already out on DVD. Unfortunately for him, I have a strict rule that states that I can't see a movie based on a book until I've read the book, no exceptions. Well, except for Gone With the Wind, but only because I didn't know it was a book until just after I finished watching the movie. So Dave's been putting on the pressure for me to read The Girl Who Played With Fire so he can pop some popcorn and enjoy a good thriller. Except I've been refusing to because the first one was so relentless and gloomy that I haven't been quite ready to cross that bridge.

Until Thursday when I finally started it. And it is relentless and gloomy. There was one part with a tornado/hurricane where I swear I didn't breathe until it was over. It's also got some plot devices that are a bit silly and don't really make any sense. But it's still a good read that I've enjoyed.

Looking forward to seeing the movie when I'm done.