Jonathan Palfrey

This is one of the better sequels, and ideally I'd like to give it 3.5 stars. The author is on good form with both the story and the characters. Ramses and Nefret are now young adults; in fact Ramses is only 16 but seems older.

This novel includes various significant developments in the overall plot of the series: Lesley begins her slow recovery from the events of the previous book, Peter's father begins to recover his life and his career, the Pale Lady comes and goes, and there are some first appearances: the Faceless Man, Harold Postmartin, Abigail Kamara, Sahra Guleed. We visit Nightingale's old school, briefly.

The tragic story of Simone seems of no significance to the series as a whole, but it's the central feature of this particular novel. I suppose it's a good tragic story, but I'm not a fan of tragedy in general, so this is not one of my favourite books in the series.

On reading the book for the fourth time, I got through it more happily by skipping most of the bits about Simone and concentrating on all the other things going on.

As usual with this series, I don't really enjoy the crime/mystery element of the story, but the dialogue is amusing and the characters somewhat entertaining.

Unusually, this one is set in London rather than Egypt, but the change of scene doesn't make as much difference as you might expect (except to the weather).

A wonderful adventure story in which the main characters are children, but their struggles are no less real for that, as the author doesn't talk down to them. This is life as it was once lived, back in the early 20th century, long before mobile phones.

There's no sex or violence here, and indeed no villains. Our heroes are struggling only against their environment: an unusually cold winter, an attack of mumps that disables their leader, and the approaching end of the Christmas holidays, which gives them a deadline for all adventuring. They manage to find adventure in spite of it all.

This story also introduces two new characters to supplement the existing six (the Swallows and Amazons); and it gets plenty of mileage out of the new ones.

Really one of my favourite books. Thank you, Arthur Ransome—70 years older than me, and we'd have had little in common, but I appreciate his work.

This is the first book of the best-selling Millennium series by Stieg Larsson, who died in 2004, at the age of 50, of a heart attack. It was published in Swedish in 2005 and in English in 2008. The Swedish title is Män som hatar kvinnor (Men who hate women), which is more descriptive of the story but perhaps less appealing to potential readers.

It's a long but engrossing book about the mysterious disappearance of a teenage girl and the deaths of a series of other women, which a journalist (Mikael Blomkvist) is paid to investigate, although the events took place in the fairly distant past and were long ago dropped by the police.

Blomkvist accepts the help of an eccentric young tattooed woman (Lisbeth Salander) who happens to be an expert at infiltrating computer systems, and the two of them are the main characters of the story. There's an unrelated subplot about a crooked businessman (Hans-Erik Wennerström), who at the start of the book has just won a libel action against Blomkvist.

The story takes place partly in Stockholm and partly in and around the fictional town of Hedestad, on the coast “a little more than an hour north of Gävle”.

As I've lived in Stockholm myself, I was amused to recognize a number of the street names and a restaurant referred to in the text. Familiarity with Sweden in general and with Stockholm in particular isn't necessary when reading this book, but it adds a little something.

The book gives a distinctly unflattering portrait of Swedish society. Readers may come away with the impression that most Swedish men are evil or unpleasant, and that Swedish women are eager to jump into bed with the first non-evil man they can find, but are touchy, unpredictable, and hard to cope with.

My own impression of real-life Swedish men and women has been completely different. However, our hero Blomkvist is relatively normal, and similar in personality to some Swedish men I've known.

There's some unpleasant violence in this book, most of it in the past and so not described vividly, but some of it happens in the present in the course of the story.

On two occasions in the book, Salander (who is unusually small and thin) physically attacks evil men and gets away with it. Although in both cases she has a weapon of some kind and her opponent hasn't, at close quarters a weapon can be countered by an unarmed man with quick reactions, so I reckon that some goddess must give her luck when she needs it.

This book has an interesting story to tell, and it's a page-turner once it gets going, but it's not really my kind of novel (it was given to me as a present). The best thing about it is the character of Lisbeth Salander, who's eccentric, touchy, unpredictable, and aggressive, but intelligent and courageous and somehow likeable underneath. I don't feel an active desire to meet any of the other characters again. Blomkvist is amiable but, as a hero, not particularly interesting.

(Review written in 2009)