Thread: Literary Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
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Old 02-21-2013, 05:27 PM   #36
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So I read this book at a much slower pace than is normal for me with other books. I wanted to savor the writing. Not to mention staying near a computer while doing so in order to at least make use of Google translation for all the passages in French, though sadly said means was not up to the task of conveying what the author intended. So that's my first comment having nothing to do with the story and its subject matter. Just brilliant writing by Nabokov. All the more to think that English was likely his at least third new language after his native Russian. I've not read much by him, but will now.

So proceeding on to the discussion of the book with much thanks to the interesting observations already raised by others . . .

It was certainly disturbing reading the story though the eyes of an almost completely unapologetic pedophile. I would go further than to just execrate him for his sexual abuse of a 12 year old child. I do not know if all pedophiles whose attraction is to young girls are also misogynists, but Humbert certainly was. Was there any female character, and here I include Dolores Haze that he was really only sexually attracted to, that he felt any real affection or respect for? On the contrary I was overwhelmed by his near universal dislike and contempt for almost every female character he encountered, including his two wives. Even at the end when he attempts to show concern for Dolores and wish her well he still imagines himself her protector instead of her abuser, and attributes more noble motives to himself than to Claire Quilty despite the fact that if Quilty was to be believed Quilty never actually had sex with Dolores. In this he believes that he should only be convicted of the crime rape, Quilty's murder being justified.

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For reasons that may appear more obvious than they really are, I am opposed to capital punishment; this attitude will be, I trust, shared by the sentencing judge. Had I come before myself, I would have given Humbert at least thirty-five years for rape, and dismissed the rest of the charges. But even so, Dolly Schiller will probably survive me by many years. The following decision I make with all the legal impact and support of a signed testament: I wish this memoir to be published only when Lolita is no longer alive.

Thus, neither of us is alive when the reader opens this book. But while the blood still throbs through my writing hand, you are still as much part of blessed matter as I am, and I can still talk to you from here to Alaska. Be true to your Dick. Do not let other fellows touch you. Do not talk to strangers. I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come at him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve. And do not pity C. Q. One had to choose between him and H. H., and one wanted H. H. to exist at least a couple of months longer, so as to have him make you live in the minds of later generations. I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita.

It is also just creepy that he imagines himself Dolores protector in the future as well as the two of them sharing immortality together. So Humbert is a character that is impossible to like, and yet Nabokov does manage to at least make the reader understand his sick compulsion. In a way I am reminded of, from the excellent Friz Lang film “M,” the final plea by Hans Beckert (played by Peter Lorre) before the kangaroo court of criminals that means to sentence him to death for the murder of a number of young children:


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Hans Beckert: I can't help what I do! I can't help it, I can't...

Criminal: The old story! We never can help it in court!

Hans Beckert: What do you know about it? Who are you anyway? Who are you? Criminals? Are you proud of yourselves? Proud of breaking safes or cheating at cards? Things you could just as well keep your fingers off. You wouldn't need to do all that if you'd learn a proper trade or if you'd work. If you weren't a bunch of lazy bastards. But I... I can't help myself! I have no control over this, this evil thing inside of me, the fire, the voices, the torment!

Schraenker: Do you mean to say that you have to murder?

Hans Beckert: It's there all the time, driving me out to wander the streets, following me, silently, but I can feel it there. It's me, pursuing myself! I want to escape, to escape from myself! But it's impossible. I can't escape, I have to obey it. I have to run, run... endless streets. I want to escape, to get away! And I'm pursued by ghosts. Ghosts of mothers and of those children... they never leave me. They are always there... always, always, always!, except when I do it, when I... Then I can't remember anything. And afterwards I see those posters and read what I've done, and read, and read... did I do that? But I can't remember anything about it! But who will believe me? Who knows what it's like to be me? How I'm forced to act... how I must, must... don't want to, must! Don't want to, but must! And then a voice screams! I can't bear to hear it! I can't go on! I can't... I can't...

Like Beckert one wants Humbert punished, wants to be sure he will never be able to harm another child, but has to at least give some acknowledgment to the irresistible obsession that drives him.

Sorry about the long post, but I want to get everything currently in my head down before I lose it. So on to my thoughts on some of the previous comments here.

I agree that it is off base to blame Dolores for Humbert's action. Whatever seductive behavior—in Humbert's eyes only or in reality—Dolores engages in it was just what is normal for female child of her age, not something that a middle age man who has become her surrogate father and on whom she is dependent should have in anyway have taken as justification to act on. It is interesting that Dolores refers to their first sexual coupling as rape and always expresses their sex as something distasteful, yet Humbert rationalizes that away.

As Desert Blues noted part of Dolores' tragedy was not just that Humbert by devious means entered her life, but that she had a mother who was jealous of her own daughter and when she found out about Humbert's desires her concern was not so much for her daughter, but anger at her own betrayal.



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Originally Posted by crich70 View Post
You also have to wonder if he's really talking about Lolita or the need for thngs to be exposed on a broader level. I mean he was born in Russia and then from around 1920 to 1937 his family lived in Germany. So he lived under the early communists and the nazi's before coming to the U.S. And with McCarthy and his hearings you have to wonder if he was trying to stir up a hornets nest about how corruption hides away and then tries to excuse itself when it is found out. He seems to have picked a controversial story setup for what back then must have seemed a controversial idea. That of exposing such corruption I mean.
Interesting ideas there Crich70. As another thought I would quote Nabokov from his own notes at the end of my ebook version on the difficulty he had in getting an American company to publish it in around 1955::


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Certain techniques in the beginning of Lolita (Humbert’s Journal, for example) misled some of my first readers into assuming that this was going to be a lewd book. They expected the rising succession of erotic scenes; when these stopped, the readers stopped, too, and felt bored and let down. This, I suspect, is one of the reasons why not all the four firms read the typescript to the end. Whether they found it pornographic or not did not interest me. Their refusal to buy the book was based not on my treatment of the theme but on the theme itself, for there are at least three themes which are utterly taboo as far as most American publishers are concerned. The two others are: a Negro-White marriage which is a complete and glorious success resulting in lots of children and grandchildren; and the total atheist who lives a happy and useful life, and dies in his sleep at the age of 106.
So true of America in the 1950s!

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Originally Posted by BelleZora View Post

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Davies' view was similar to that of Graham Greene when he chillingly wrote in 1937 of 8-year-old Shirley Temple: "Her admirers – middle-aged men and clergymen – respond to her dubious coquetry, to the sight of her well-shaped and desirable little body, packed with enormous vitality, only because the safety curtain of story and dialogue drops between their intelligence and their desire." He implied that she deliberately played to an audience of vulnerable men.

Young boys have also been victim, not only of salacious older men and women, but of powerful organizations that protected the adult and not the child. It is only in recent decades that the scarred prey have felt safe enough from further condemnation by the prevailing culture to expose the predators.

So Dolores was on her own. Her mother was dead and she questioned Humbert's part in that death. She surely feared for her own life when Humbert no longer wanted her.

I applaud Nabokov's theme. Nothing changes until it is exposed.

I would like to comment on how laws and society have changed with respect to and adult having sex with a minor. When Jerry Lee Lewis [Lewis was 22 at the time] married his 13-year old first cousin in 1958 it was controversial, and temporarily killed his music career, that was temporary and there was never suggestion that he face criminal charges. Today though, except in certain countries in the Middle East and Central Asia, and certainly in the United States statutory rape charges would apply to even consensual sex with a girl under sixteen, and the man would be registered as a sex offender. In some ways this may have gone too far, for example labeling a 17-year old boy as a sex offender for sex with his 15-year old girlfriend. On the other hand when I look at how young girls, some very young hardly more than toddlers, are portrayed in some sexually suggestive ways in advertising, beauty contests, etc. it seems at cross purposes. That is relative to what I recall in my innocent childhood and teen years in the 1950s and 1960s. Which brings me to . . .


I have loved Shirley Temple films since I was not much older than she was when she made them. Now I am afraid I will never be able to get that thought out of my head when I watch them.
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