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REVIEW: DVD Release: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest
Film: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest
Year of production: 2009
Release date: 11th April 2011
Studio: Momentum
Certificate: 15
Running time: 147 mins
Director: Daniel Alfredson
Starring: Noomi Rapace, Michael Nyqvist, Lena Endre, Sofia Ledarp, Annika Hallin
Genre: Crime/Drama/Thriller
Format: DVD & Blu-ray
Country: Sweden/Denmark/Germany
Language: Swedish
The politically-outspoken Stieg Larsson left this world in a blaze of controversy, but his legacy remains a lasting one. His Millennium Trilogy has gained a massive fanbase, some awards attention, and has even been successful enough to get David Fincher on board for an American remake of the franchise, as Hollywood inevitably cashes in on the popularity of the books themselves. Many have been captivated by the exploits of his heroine Lisbeth Salander; her troubled past and volatile present, and it looks as if we’ll have to endure more of the girl for a few years yet. If rumours are to be believed, there’ll also be a fourth book (there were originally intended to be ten), penned by Larsson’s long-term partner, Eva Gabrielsson, and directly following on from the relatively open-ended The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest. For now, however, this film represents the culmination of Salander’s tumultuous relationship with men.
Even those who are indifferent towards the first two instalments will find Hornets’ Nest required viewing – given that it sews up a lot of the girl’s incurred wounds. The Girl Who Played With Fire left Lisbeth bloodied and bruised after being shot in the head by her father, who she then attempted to kill with an axe.
While both lie in hospital, a Soviet spy ring worry that the secrets of Lisbeth’s past will be revealed to the world by Mikael Blomkvist’s magazine Millennium and endeavour to put a stop to the people that stand in their way.
Lisbeth herself must cope with an impending ‘attempted murder’ trial and the emergence of Dr. Peter Teleborian, the murky figure who oversaw her stay at a mental institution at the age of 12...
Divulging all of the key plot details would probably need a handbook in itself, but many of the events in the narrative all serve a similar purpose. It’s well documented that this series of books was intended to be titled ‘For Women Who Hate Men’, and that would certainly have been apt. You can count on one hand the number of positive male characters in all three films combined. Not content with having plagued Lisbeth with an abusive father, a sadistic serial killer and a rapist for a Legal Guardian, Hornets’ Nest dredges up the paedophile doctor who kept her strapped to a hospital bed for over a year. The film demonises the doctor as a sinister, evil liar, and does so to once again extricate sympathy for its weary heroine, who you feel has had to put up with far too much by the time the courtroom scenes roll around. From the aged villains involved in the conspiracy during her childhood, to the stilted lawyers who oppose her, the film acts as a final, determined effort to make the white male seem as thoroughly corrupt and sub-human a species as is fully possible. This might be a film intent on flaunting the abilities of its principal female character, but it victimises her through sexuality rather than empowers her through it, and shies away from considering the ambiguities within her thought process. In making her a statement of subculture, Hornets’ Nest strips her of identity, and has more in common with fascism than feminism.
While finely-paced and staunchly faithful to its literary roots, it’s difficult to accept much of what happens in Hornets’ Nest as credible crime writing. None of the issues involving Blomkvist and his magazine are particularly insightful or interesting, and the creative decisions often lean towards cartoonish depictions of villainy. Lisbeth’s brother, for instance, has a disorder which means he cannot feel pain, and proceeds to roam the wilderness Michael Myers-style, killing everyone and everything in sight before returning to enact some form of family vengeance in the film’s clumsy final act. In many ways, Hornets’ Nest is a subdued epilogue to the events that have gone on before it, devoid of real intensity beyond the trial scenes, and overwhelmed by the sprawling impression that the characters are picking up the pieces. If all ten books were to be completed and adapted, this would more likely serve as one of the fillers of the series, tying up exposition and achieving relative equilibrium, before it’s ready to introduce another callous male antagonist.
Too much of the film’s genuine drama either stems from relaying events in its heroine’s past, or creating overtly-shocking displays of sexuality and violence. The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest has a propensity towards displaying violence as both a poison and an antidote, dangerously promoting vengeance as a quenching cure for bitterness. The previously-interesting Blomkvist becomes a fairly moot figure, and the dynamic between himself and Lisbeth is more frayed and uncertain here than in The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo and The Girl Who Played With Fire.
Regardless of its hard-hitting techniques, this latest addition to Scandinavian crime-drama falls on the wrong side of ugly, and more unforgivably is the dullest part of what, for now, remains a trilogy. CR
REVIEW: DVD Release: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest
Film: The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest
Release date: 11th April 2011
Certificate: 15
Running time: 147 mins
Director: Daniel Alfredson
Starring: Noomi Rapace, Michael Nyqvist, Lena Endre, Sofia Ledarp, Annika Hallin
Genre: Crime/Drama/Thriller
Studio: Momentum
Format: DVD & Blu-ray
Country: Sweden/Denmark/Germany
With David Fincher’s US remake of The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo well underway, the UK gets to see the final part in Stieg Larrson’s Millennium Trilogy. Lisbeth gets some breathing room, so the Millennium group has time to shine in the series’ dramatic conclusion.
Lisbeth Salander is being held under hospital arrest, accused of the attempted murder of her father, Zalachenko - the man who ruined her life and tried to have her killed.
As her court case approaches, a kindly doctor keeps her away from the prying inquiries of the police and the sinister Dr. Teleborian, a villain from her turbulent childhood.
Meanwhile, Mikael Blomkvist continues his efforts to clear Salander’s name by compiling a comprehensive expose in Millennium magazine and enlisting his lawyer sister to defend Lisbeth.
At the same time, Zalachenko’s employers, a secret organisation of ex-government officials and secret police, along with Lisbeth’s half brother, the sadistic Niederman, seek to silence Salander and Blomkvist forever…
Having this particular trilogy screened in the UK over the space of twelve months has been a strange but generous experience. The crossover appeal of The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo and the impact of Noomi Rapace’s striking portrayal of Lisbeth Salander made it an instant cult hit, as well as a critical success. Then the sequel came along and many expected more of the same, instead receiving a tangled mess of subplots and evil henchman. Now comes the third part, a satisfying trilogy finale not bogged down by high expectations or the need to pay fan service - the story of Lisbeth Salander concluding as abruptly as it began. It’s admirable that this threequel manages to resolve the events of the previous two films while introducing many of its own elements. Fortunately, the over abundance of narrative content doesn’t get murky, largely due to some speedy plot resolutions (one major threat is dealt with in an all too convenient but wholly satisfying fashion). Overall, this is a tighter, more engaging experience than its predecessor.
With that much vaunted central performance populating many reviews and analyses, it’s easy to forget that Stieg Larsonn’s Millennium Trilogy is largely an ensemble piece. Blomkvist and his crusading journalist buddies have always been an important part of the tale, and with the trilogy’s generous closing act, they finally take centre stage.
Lisbeth is confined to a hospital bed for a large chunk of the running time and after that, we only see her grunting in a prison cell, or brandishing a bold Mohawk in court. She is still the series’ best element, but the decision to leave her skulking in the background while Blomkvist and his colleagues pick up the pieces of her tumultuous existence is a satisfying one, making The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest a marked improvement on the cartoon histrionics of The Girl Who Played With Fire.
Of course, those little niggles that emerged with the second film still remain to some extent. Invincible man mountain Niederman is largely pointless, and just as disposable as he was in the previous outing - fortunately his demise gives Lisbeth some nail gun assisted catharsis. Also, the ‘section’ group, while an engaging antagonist, is still reminiscent of a low rent cadre of Bond villains. Aside from these plot gratuities, The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets; Nest remains grounded and has more than a whiff of that gritty realism that made the first film such a success.
This trilogy is a genre chameleon, with the first instalment presenting a Fincher-esque dark serial killer tale with some socio-political overtones, while the second flirted with some form of action/thriller/espionage hybrid. The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest brings back some of the first film’s political intrigue and adds a clandestine conspiracy into the mix, with a sprinkling of courtroom drama.
These films were originally broadcast as TV serials, and, as such, run the risk of becoming muddled, episodic and overly linear. Yet, somehow, screenwriters Frykberg and Rydberg condense Larrson’s convoluted story into easily digestible chunks. Lisbeth languishes in hospital, tapping out a biography on her smuggled phone, Blomkvist and the Millennium group compile the bumper Salander issue amidst death threats and in-fighting, and the secret ‘section’ group conspire to destroy them all (insert evil laugh). It is a testament to the smooth script that all these plates keep spinning, and all those tangled plot strands are tied convincingly at the film’s neat climax.
Not as consistently brilliant as the first film, yet not as confused and silly as the second, The Girl Who Kicked The Hornets’ Nest occupies a happy medium. There are reportedly more stories to tell about the troubled goth hacker Lisbeth Salander, but this satisfying coda suggests that her story should be left well alone. KT
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