Seduced by Lolita

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line.

Having watched the Adrian Lyne 1997 version of Lolita last weekend, I’ve now got my hands on the Stanley Kubrick 1962 version (B&W) which I’m looking forward to watching. I’ve also ordered the novel (annotated version) which I’m very keen to read. I have read none of Nabokov’s writing before but I now really want to, based on snippets I’ve read, and also reviews. Is quite something to be fired up by a comparatively ‘old’ book and author.

You can listen to Jeremy Irons (who is Humbert in the 1997 version) reading the opening page of Lolita, here.

All of my blog entires on Lolita:

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