An interesting tour of how to make a film look slightly more pretty is all that Fincher has offered us here and to be fair he has pulled off that prettiness astoundingly. Although in this case there seems very little point in making a new package for an already brilliant creation, I felt allot of the time that there was far more concentration on the style and appealing edginess of the whole thing and less effort in the creation of good story telling.
I found it less easy to consider Blomkvist (D.Craig) a weak man in the shadow of Lisbeth and personally, as attractive and ferocious as I found Rooney Marra her portrayal of Lisbeth comes off as a bit more fragile then her predecessors "don't f**k with me" vibe. The only justice with Finchers offering of the tale is maybe a touch more "Men are really shit" to his version, of which in comparison again is only seen yet not as much felt. There is also its appealing style, as it has some great flashy bits but this means it looses out on that original girth and heart that the story contains.
As I was not as merrily won over by the sequels to the previous version, my only hope is that we see a reversal of success and that the next in the series of these films proves that all the added flashy style fun makes a positive difference.
Even with all my complaining this film is at the very least entertaining and if not for its previous creation id have enjoyed it allot more but I could not help thinking all this film did was give me more reason to buy the first original trilogy.
