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Lolita
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I wasn't even going to write a review of Lolita after finishing it, because, honestly, how many reviews does this classic need? That is, until I started pocking around and reading what others have to say about it. Many reactions to this book are puzzling to me. In this world of and such, there are still people who find this "erotic," who in the end feel some kind of compassion toward the narrator, who think that Lolita was the one who seduced and manipulated poor Humbert? Well, I beg to differ.
Lolita is as erotic as Speak is . As for favorable opinions of Humbert, I guess it is possible this effect can be attributed to Nabokov's mastery of deception. Clearly, Humbert still, half a century after the novel's publication, manages to fool readers, and himself, into believing that he is a dedicated, caring lover, wounded and changed by an early tragic romance. Only occasionally does the truth bleed through his self-delusion - Lolita's wistful glance at a child sitting on his father's lap, a simple act that is forever sallied by Humbert's filth, her disinterest in life, her resignation to satisfy him for pocket money and permission to participate in a school play. No, Humbert did not fool me into feeling sorry for him.
On a technical level, Lolita deserves full 5 stars - the language, the wit, the world play! - I don't think I've ever read anything like this before. But emotionally this look into a pedophile's psyche is so disgusting, I can't quite bring myself to rate it so. Humbert is so sickly real to me, with his apologies, justifications of his behavior, cowardice, sob stories and bending of reality, how does an author create someone like this? How did Nabokov get such an intimate knowledge of someone so despicable?
Lolita is as erotic as Speak is . As for favorable opinions of Humbert, I guess it is possible this effect can be attributed to Nabokov's mastery of deception. Clearly, Humbert still, half a century after the novel's publication, manages to fool readers, and himself, into believing that he is a dedicated, caring lover, wounded and changed by an early tragic romance. Only occasionally does the truth bleed through his self-delusion - Lolita's wistful glance at a child sitting on his father's lap, a simple act that is forever sallied by Humbert's filth, her disinterest in life, her resignation to satisfy him for pocket money and permission to participate in a school play. No, Humbert did not fool me into feeling sorry for him.
On a technical level, Lolita deserves full 5 stars - the language, the wit, the world play! - I don't think I've ever read anything like this before. But emotionally this look into a pedophile's psyche is so disgusting, I can't quite bring myself to rate it so. Humbert is so sickly real to me, with his apologies, justifications of his behavior, cowardice, sob stories and bending of reality, how does an author create someone like this? How did Nabokov get such an intimate knowledge of someone so despicable?
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"Jeremy Irons sounds exactly like a perv Humbert is. Great choice of a narrator."
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Once, I accidentally fell into reading a thread somewhere here on GR where a group of readers were justifying H.H.'s actions because "Lolita seduced him - it says so right in the text". I wrote out this angry, bitter attack, because how could you miss the point so completely?? Then I didn't post it, because I'm trying to be more mature. As a narrative of self-construction, of self-justification, this is just absolutely amazing stuff. Taking H.H. at his word is so wrong. Nice review.

There are books that can be interpreted differently, but this one?! People still do not understand things like she is 12 and he tried to drug and there is a difference between two kids messing about and a grown man forcing himself on a child for a quarter or the fact that later on Lolita actually calls him out on having raped her that first night?
The posters were mostly women too. It was appalling.

I'm following your reviews but I am desperately trying not to read this one as we have to read the novel for my senior thesis course... I guess I'll officially comment in March or something when I've actually read it/can read your review without feeling biased (I heart your reviews and often feel similarly).



Krystal, he originally wrote it in English, and then translated it into his native Russian. I've read the Russian version before and, unfortunately, the book loses its charm in translation.

I read this book years ago and like you found Humbert to be repulsive. "Adults" should always know right from wrong especially when involving children. While Lolita is viewed as a vixen, she is still a child.

I read this book years ago and like you found Humbert to be repulsive. "Adults" should always know right from wrong especially when involving children. While Lolita is viewed as a vixen, sh..."
Agreed! And the other part that gets me: even if Lolita had tried to seduce him/been an adult/whatever, is Humbert not an adult who can think for himself? To think otherwise is to blame the victim.

I would agree with Mike in that the man is clearly ill, but I also think his romanticization of Annabel Lee is merely an excuse, his "reason", so to speak. (The entire story is somewhat suspect: the town by the sea, the heroine's name--all harkening to Poe's poem.) I'm far less sympathetic to HH now than I was when I was a teenager: when Lo is being bratty or or cunning, I realise it's because this is the only way she's been conditioned to act on her agency. Her "seductions" of HH for pocket money are because she does not know how else to use her power over him--he only responds to her sexually. (And it's even more sad and disgusting in later passages of the novel, when it's clear he doesn't find 14 year old Lo as sexy as her younger self!) He abducts her after her mother's death, he drugs then rapes her, he keeps her isolated from the company of other women and girls during some crucial years, thereby warping her sense of what is a "normal" relationship between step-father and step-daughter. (She calls him "Dad!" Augh!)
I think the Kubrick version of Lolita is better than the Adrian Lyne version, mostly because Lyne's version treats the story exactly like a tragic love story and seems to paint Lo as a witchy seducer of the helpless, charming (Jeremy Irons-played) HH. She seemed more like a victim in Kubrick's version, which I feel is right. I showed the Lyne version to my roommate, who never read the book, and she walked away CONVINCED Lo was the instigator. *tears hair out in rage*

I suppose Humbert did love her in his own way, but he saw his actions the way it was convenient to him, overlooking the fact that he ruined her as a human being. There was a moment of him realizing just a little bit of the harm he'd done to her in the end of the novel, but what does it matter?
Frankly, it disturbs me greatly that some readers still sympathize with him and romanticize his feelings towards Lolita. When you love someone, you do not destroy that person because you lust after her.
I've read some interviews by Nabokov about the intent behind this work. He says he never meant for this novel to have a message or a moral, he was only interested in writing these characters. It is a proof of Nabokov's brilliance that his portrayal of Humbert if so spot on, yet so ambiguous, that every reader sees him and his relationship with Lolita through a prism of his/her personal experiences. And the way I see him is as a pathetic pedophile who preys on children, bends reality to his convenience, and excuses his actions on every turn. He is in way better than Quilty who at least was open enough about his motives. Humbert hides his nastiness under the pretense of BIG LOVE.

Nabokov rated the book highly. In an interview for BBC Television in 1962, he said:
Lolita is a special favorite of mine. It was my most difficult book—the book that treated of a theme which was so distant, so remote, from my own emotional life that it gave me a special pleasure to use my combinational talent to make it real.[61]




I agree with you Tatiana. I haven't yet had the stomach to read Lolita; I have read a few chapters and I was torn between wanting to kiss the book and wanting to throw it against a wall in disgust. I will get there but if you really want to read something amazing by Nabokov (or anybody who ever or will exist), read Ada or Ardor. It is a very beautiful story and if you liked the wordplay in Lolita, then you will LOVE Ada. Make sure to get an edition with Vivian Darkbloom's endnotes.


I hope no one thinks I'm "against" any previous comments here. I saw a little unvoiced perspective and grew bold enough to add it.
Thank you for writing this. It's exactly how I felt about the book, which I honestly can't bring myself to finish. The writing skill is excellent; the content is disturbing. Enough said...





I totally agree here. I did feel some(very little) pitty for him but I was offended that this deluded man could truly believe he was in love when he really was obsessed. The way he treated her and lied doesn't in anyway spell love to me. I will say I liked it because it tried to delve into a sick mans mind but I hated him as a character.


