The Girl Who Fixed the Umlaut : The New Yorker

A parody of the Girl with the Dragaon Tattoo.

Salander opened the door a crack and spent several paragraphs trying to decide whether to let Blomkvist in. Many italic thoughts flew through her mind. Go away. Perhaps. So what. Etc.

I keep thinking I should read it, but then I remember it's a bestseller. Which is to say, popular taste is awful. But then again, so is Nora Ephron. What to do?