Do you have any idea how ambiguously gay all of classic literature really is? Or how unambiguously gay all of recorded history is?

Even if there’s a rating system to accomodate Shakespeare’s male lover addressed in the Sonnets, or Richard the Lionheart’s affair with the King of France in the middle of the Crusades, such a thing would never resolve the issue because this has never been about “protecting kids.” This is and has always been a panic attack against modernity, a tantrum by a dying demographic who blame queer people for their own lack of control in life. You might as well try to reach a compromise with ISIS.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is just a plodding excuse for the author’s self-insert indulging his fetishes.