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Monday, December 18, 2006

The End of Lolita...

The end came suddenly, the way it does in high-tension filled movies. Humbert Humbert finally meets face to face with his rival and ends his miserable and horrific life. The scene didn't take long, although they had comparatively quite a bit to say to each other. The whole affair seems anti-climatic due to the fact that the reader already knows Humbert's mind is made up. At the moment when he is about to leave Lolita, Humbert surrenders himself to fate; a life without Lolita is no life to him. I am not quite sure why he didn't kill himself instead, although I suspect there was a quite a bit of satisfaction to gain. He, nevertheless, states that instead of a weight being lifted from him he feels more pressure on top of him after the murder. Strange, really, because it has little to do with his sense of guilt--either for having murder Quilty or for robbing Lolita of her childhood. Since there is really no redeeming quality for Humbert at the end, the reader is left with a sense of void that is not representative of whatever other emotions are evoked by the announcement of Lolita's own death at child-birth. Quilty's death seems like an endless puppet show, really, compared to other parts of the book. Everything seems like one of those special lens effects that make everything blurry and dream-like. The culmination is no end at all. One feels the books is quite a literary masterpiece and the disgressions of the narrator are all but forgotten by the end of the story. All in all, I have to recommend this book highly for its literary value and its highly experimental use of language, allusion, and stream of consciousness.

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At 11:23 PM, Blogger Susan Abraham said...

How passionately detailed your review is, JCR. As a reader, I feel straightaway sucked in, into the story though I don't yet have the book in my hands.

Here's wishing you a Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays!

At 3:05 AM, Blogger no\1 said...

hi, JCR.

a belated "thank you" for visiting me a few weeks ago.

lolita, hm. remember well an english teacher having us disect it. wasn't until something farily recent online that i came to have a clue what it ever was we had as required reading back then.

thank you again. best wishes for a safe and wondrous weekend. :)

ps you do what you do very well. :)


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