Friday, December 3, 2010
Lolita
"Quine, Dolores."
Why does Humbert mention this name? Is this the same Dolores, by any chance? Was her last name just changed, like Humbert changed Lolita's name to "Haze"?
"Guilty of killing Quilty."
What does this mean? Why is she guilty of killing quilty? And what's up with the pun?
Nabokov sums up this chapter nicely:
"Oh, readers, I have only words to play with."
Lolita
Erm. So I had just read Humbert’s childhood travails with a girl named Annabel Leigh, and I felt, well, quite uncomfortable. When Humbert describes that night he went with her to the mimosa, I felt myself slightly squirming in my seat. Nabokov wrote the scene so graphic that I was forced to imagine the scene whilst reading, yet he wrote it so elegantly convoluted that I had to analyze what was actually going on beneath those words. Chapter 4, especially the mimosa scene, had a lithe, airy feel to it. However, I felt uncomfortable because in the back of my head I couldn’t help but keep thinking that this man is a criminal, and Annabel Leigh could have been Lolita. Words suggestive of the shattering of childhood innocence (e.g. “half pleasure, half-pain,” “her lovely live legs” “her open mouth”) certainly do not help mitigate that image.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Lolita
Humbert Humbert presents a picturesque portrait of his childhood. He was the son of rich parents, was pampered and lived a privileged life at the French Riviera. With a beautiful life such as this, I wonder why he turned out the way he is now. And what a stark contrast from the people whose lives he is about to ruin! He talks in a refined, uptight manner—very appropriate for a man of rich upbringing, yet the secrets that lie beneath his genteel attitude make him a more revolting character.
I noticed that when Humbert talks about his family, he has a distant—even sarcastic, mocking—air. (e.g. “My very photogenic mother…” I mean, come on, who talks about their mother like that?) In addition, when I found out what had happened to Humbert’s mother (struck by lightning), I immediately thought of the Socratic discussion we had in English class after we finished Hamlet, where Ms. Sobrero talked about attachment disorders. Sometimes I wonder if Humbert’s lack of a mother figure (as well as a father figure) throughout his whole life influenced his inclinations at all?
Lolita
“Lolita, light of my life, fire in my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta.”
As I am reading this book I am starting to understand why this is considered as a literary classic despite its grotesque premise. Reading the foreword for the first time completely went through my head; I had to re-read to understand Nabokov’s complex yet elegant language. This book seems to be laden with various metaphors and allusions, which makes it a challenging read and thus worthy of literary merit. Moreover, I have found that Lolita is the first English-language novel for Nabokov, a Russian, and this impresses me greatly.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Why I Chose to Read Lolita (Preliminary Post)
2. Anything by D.H. Lawrence
3. Maurice - E.M. Forster