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Copertina del libro Men Who Hate Women

Finished reading on: April 12, 2008

Publisher

Marsilio

Year

2007

pages

676

Read in

Italiano

Rating: Medio-alto

Men Who Hate Women

Title of the original version reviewed: «Uomini che odiano le donne»

AI Translation Notice: This review was translated from the original Italian using artificial intelligence. Book quotes and excerpts are translated interpretations and will not match the author's original English phrasing or official published translations.

The novel is a thriller.
A journalist is hired by a powerful industrialist, Vanger, to investigate the disappearance of his niece, which occurred twenty years earlier.
The journalist thus moves to a remote island in northern Sweden, where the elderly industrialist has retired.
Meanwhile, the narrative follows a young woman who works for a security firm and is remarkably adept at computer-based investigations.
Owing to her violent, troubled past, the young woman endures the abuses of a lawyer who is supposed to serve as her legal guardian and supervisor.
In the meantime, the journalist begins to uncover clues that point to the sexual deviance of a family member: this person tortures and murders women.
At a certain point, the journalist and the young woman begin working together, embark on a romantic liaison, and become embroiled in a series of perils, frequently risking their lives.
The story draws to a happy resolution with the death of the serial killer, the discovery of the niece—who had fled to Australia to escape the serial killer, her own brother who had been abusing her—and finally the journalist’s triumphant return to his publication.
In truth, the story does not end entirely on a positive note, as the young woman has fallen in love with the journalist, only to watch him walk away with another woman.
While structured as a thriller, its true underlying theme is men’s attitude toward women.
Women are invariably the victims, whether subjected to physical violence or wounded in their deepest feelings.
The figure of the journalist is indeed emblematic: driven by intense political conviction, he nevertheless drifts from one woman to the next, favors noncommittal relationships, and fails to realize that he has drawn into a romantic bond a young woman who believed she had finally found an emotional anchor.

"Salander, you really are a pathetic idiot," the girl said aloud to herself.
She turned on her heel and set off once more toward her freshly cleaned apartment

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At times, the book slips into banality and dwells excessively on the sexual theme.
The style is sparse and unadorned, making the reading experience both compelling and engaging.