The Girl Who Played with Fire

I really enjoyed Larsson's first book in the series and was happy to find out that my library had finally gotten Book #2. This time around, however, the “mystery” [such as it was:] didn't grab me and I found Lisbeth even more unlikable than before. I was more exhausted than titillated by the overwhelming dossiers on every character's sex life. I pushed on past the section that read like an IKEA catalog, but not much farther. Eventually I just couldn't summon any interest and my stack of books to read is too high to waste time slogging through one that I don't like.