First of all, I must say right up front that I am a big fan of Stieg Larsson’s original Millennium trilogy and consider it one of the best mystery/suspense trilogies that I have ever read. I loved reading those books and was deeply saddened by his unexpected passing and ensuing estate battles between his father/brother and his longtime live-in girlfriend and fiancée. I personally think she got robbed and mistreated in ways that I cannot express without getting downright angry. Mostly, I miss Stieg not getting to continue writing his wonderful series and further developing his unique and riveting characters.
Putting that aside, I had very mixed feelings when it was announced that the father/brother were hiring another writer to continue the series. In my mind no one could come anywhere near capturing the magic that Stieg produced and it was hard not to have a feeling of a money grab. In 2015, a new author, David Lagercrantz, wrote “The Girl in the Spider’s Web” and I read it. In 2017, he followed it up with “The Girl Who Takes an Eye for an Eye”. In 2019, his third and final Millennium novel – “The Girl Who Lived twice” – was published.
Lagercrantz treated his three books – numbers four through six in the series – as a second trilogy in the millennium series, using the final one to wrap up his storylines of exploring Lisbeth’s family history and her personal feud with her evil twin, Camille.
Overall, I was really surprised by Lagercrantz’s marked improvement from his first book through to third. Let’s be honest, taking on Stieg’s Millennium series has a bar so high that it is virtually impossible for anyone to come close to his unique ability to tell an intricate and layered story that draws heavily on our emotions. That is no insult to any writer. It is simply the truth. Still, I believe that Lagercrantz was able to successfully capture a little bit of the Stieg magic and make it work on a smaller level.
After finishing the Lagercrantz’s follow books, I really didn’t want to see the Larsson family find another author to take up the mantle of writing of further stories. I would much have preferred for them to allow Blomkvist and Lisbeth to rest in peace. I didn’t really think there was much left to discover in those characters that had not already been shared and didn’t want to demean the quality of Stieg Larsson’s great legacy.
Then came Karin Smirnoff with the next Millenium continuation trilogy, starting with “The Girl in the Eagle’s Talons” in 2022, which I was severely disappointed with on several levels. When her follow-up - “The Girl with Ice in Her Veins” – was published this year (2025) I seriously contemplated whether or not I should give it a shot. In the end, hope won and I read it this weekend.
The result was a mistake. And I paid the price for it… I should have walked away and let this series rest in peace, along with Stieg Larsson’s legacy.
*** WARNING – BEFORE YOU READ FURTHER, KNOW THAT ALTHOUGH I WILL AVOID SPOILERS, THERE WILL BE STRONG AND CRITICAL COMMENTS SHARED THAT WILL NOT BE PRETTY ***
*** ALSO, IT IS NOT MY INTENTION TO CRITICIZE AUTHORS FOR THEIR WORKS OR PUBLISHERS AND MATERIAL RIGHTS OWNERS FOR THEIR FINANCIAL DECISIONS – BUT IT WILL BE AWFULL HARD NOT TO WITH THIS ONE ***
Much like its predecessor, “The Girl in the Eagle’s Talons”, Karen Smirnoff’s second book in her Millenium continuation trilogy – “The Girl with Ice in Her Veins” is an absolutely painful and troubling read. Even worse than the first one was. I apologize again because my comments are going to come across harsher than intended, but I don’t want to sugarcoat it either. The truth is there are so many problems with this book.
First, translation and style. I am not sure if it’s the author’s writing style or translation into English, but the style is stilted and confusing, and the flow is so awkward, especially during the first half of the book while Smirnoff is setting up her plotlines and new characters. As a reader, you are trying to get a feel for a new writer who has an extremely different style from the previous two authors. What comes across is a very disjointed, schizophrenic, and jumpy style that disrupts the rhythm throughout, diminishing characters, and the reader trying to make sure they are making the connections they are supposed to.
The prose also causes severe challenges. Smirnoff’s prose is so jilted and stilted, specially transitioning from one scene to another and back again. Many writers currently use flashbacks to tell their story- one chapter in the current world, followed by a chapter in the past, and then each chapter flips back and forth between the two time periods. Well, Smirnoff moves back and forth in time with her characters from one paragraph to another and then back again. It is choppy and uneven, leaving you in confusion, and having to stop and reread sections to make sure you really understand what is going on. In addition, she uses italic format to share what the character is thinking, so you are spending a lot of time trying to figure out along with the bouncing around in time without warning. It’s a very tough reading experience.
Smirnoff also introduces a large cast of characters, which adds additional challenges for the reading experience because there is very little shared about them and you almost need a score card to keep up with them. There is much time spent with them than with Blomkvist and Lisbeth. After appearing in the prologue, Lisbeth doesn’t even make an appearance until page 64 of this 365-page book while Blomkvist is basically delegated to a side role, used primarily to get some of the plotlines and conflict going, and lament over Lisbeth’s lack of attention.
Even more so than her first book, the second one continues to demonstrate how badly Smirnoff doesn’t know and truly understand the characters of Blomkvist and Lisbeth – how they act and behave, what internally drives them, and where their heat lies. During the entire book, Lisbeth is so out of character, saying and doing things that is just not her. She behaves in a hesitant, passive, and even jealous manner. She has no vision, no purpose, and even feels a bit domesticated. Lisbeth is no longer the rebel and self-driven character that Stieg Larsson created, and we’ve come to know and admire.
Let me share one (slight spoiler) simple example that proves this massive disconnect. What is Lisbeth most known for? Being abused and treated badly by men in power; so much so they she became a vigilante, seeking out ways to protect women from their abusers. However, when someone she knows (and loves) is raped - an underaged family member (niece) who is 13 years old by an adult man - and Lisbeth finds out about it, she kidnaps him, but lets him walk away without any punishment or torture… And no supporting explanation or motivation for doing so. That makes no sense at all. That kind of behavior is not in Lisbeth’s DNA. She would never let the guy go without some kind of penance being paid. I would hate to see how Stieg Larsson would feel about this slap in the face to how his character is now acting. What was Smirnoff thinking, as well as the publisher and the father/sons who own the Millenium rights? How did they lose sight of the very mission, values, and attributes that Stieg built her moral foundation on. It personally leaves me angry, frustrated, and even more so, just plain sad to see her fictional character dismantled and devalued in what appears to be an unnecessary attempt to make money rather than build on her literary legacy.
In addition, Blomkvist’s role is even more minimal than the first book, which wasn’t much screentime to begin with. When he is onscreen, he has been turned into an apathetic old man whose best days are behind him and his current focus is on medical issues. He’s lost his investigative spirit and been relegated to a babysitter role. I am puzzled as to how the editors and publisher didn’t recognize this and work to improve it before putting it out to the public. Again, it makes me worry this was more about making money rather than creating a worthwhile reading experience.
It's pretty obvious how extremely disappointed I was with this novel. It is one of the worst books that I have ever read, and it left me with a very tarnished image of what has become of my favorite fictional Scandinavian mystery duo – Mikael Blomkvist and Lisbeth Salander. There’s no need to add any more criticism and just let it go at this point.
However, there’s still a third and final book due from Smirnoff in two or three years, but as you would guess, I am not sure that I have the patience and fortitude to read another. Maybe I am just better off wishing Smirnoff the best in her next outing, and I really mean that. It’s time for me to leave this once legacy series and let it rest in the peace it deserves. The peace that Stieg Larsson deserves and never got.
I give this a very overly lenient half-a-star rating (Goodreads rounds up unfortunately), which is the worst rating I have ever given. I hope to never have to do it again…