I am distressed, though not overly surprised, to learn that a compatriot has entered the distasteful 'blockbusters' market. I refer, of course, to one Stieg Larsson and his 'Girl with the Dragon Tattoo' trilogy.
Not only have these oeuvres acquired bestseller status at those hideous 'airport stores' but they have also been rendered into frightful movies of the most appalling character. Not even this is enough to plumb the depths of the infernal pits; apparently the movies are too Swedish and must be remade in Hollywood for a broader and far more stupid audience. With American actors, no less.
The plots, such as they are, center upon a deeply dysfunctional woman who nonetheless has formidable computing skills. Of course she has. Add a dash of pioneering 'journalists' with unnecessary sexual predilections, a sinister and shadowy State conspiracy, and diverse sundry lowlives and there you have a recipe for offensive calamity. Sprinkle with gratuitous violence and bake in a tin dish for far too long. The editors (if any) should be dispensed with forthwith and cast into outer darkness.
There are, of course, those desperate and doubtlessly well-paid reviewers who insist that Larsson brings Swedish literature in toto to a wider audience. This is disingenuous drivel. There are none of the commendably ponderous leitmotifs associated with such Art, nor any of the stupendously pedantic if not densesly rewarding detail for the robust reader with stamina. Instead these 'novels' burn in fits and starts, with lengthy spells of tedium interrupted only with inexplicable bursts of 'action'. Neither fish nor fowl, we plough through wastelands of torrid scenery with no edification whatsoever.
You may rest assured that I shall be throwing the full weight of my prestigious postion behind the backlash against these dreadful 'books'. I fully intend to make urgent complaint to my fellows in the Swedish Academy of Literature and file a motion condemning such trivial lightweight nonsense. Nothing less, I fear, will suffice.
Oh dear. I mistakenly thought that I enjoyed reading these books, so I am most grateful for your correction.
ReplyDeleteActually I was rather gripped by the novels, shame Larsson died before savoring his success. Is there the slightest chance we are being a little snooty here?
ReplyDeleteLarsson reflects the vox pop zeitgeist of his time, just as Shakespeare, Goethe etc did theirs. Academic snobbery will not prevail.
ReplyDeleteSurely I am not alone in believing that any 'book' on sale in airports should automatically be pulped? As guardians of moral probity for the general public, we must be vigilant in our corrective guidance for those less fortunate than ourselves.
ReplyDeleteDamn good read, wish there were more of 'em. & the movies a great too, toffee-arses!
ReplyDeleteI am quite perturbed by this rash of heterodox dissent. I am not accustomed to the great unwashed infiltrating our coterie and may in fact take steps to remove such uninformed rabble-rousers forthwith. You have been warned.
ReplyDeleteThere. A few stern words issued with gravitas and the hoi polloi bolt back down their rat holes. Twas ever thus.
ReplyDeleteHear part 3 is out on DVD - anyome know where to gt it cheap? That Amazon is well arsey
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