StillILearn said:
Found this!" StillI cries as she slaps a limp link up onto the counter. "It ain't Jonathan, but it's still pretty good."
StillILearn,
There is no doubt that it is pretty good. In fact it is excellent! But somehow it doesn't sound like the book I read, even on first reading. And definitely not the different book that appears to me each time I re-read it. There is no doubt that a real-life Humbert deserves killing equally as much as Quilty. But are we also to say that Nabokov is a murderer because it is really he who wrote the killings? No, nor more to the point, are we to conclude that Nabokov is a cruel man because after all he did
know how to write the cruel words actually on the page, whereas no blood actually did flow from the murders? No. Or, yet, was Amis's point to indict the reader for tolerance to cruelty and for approving every sexual degradation inflicted by Humbert on Lolita. I think not that either.
In fact, I'm not clear as to what Amis's point is. I see what he says,
Like the sweat of lust and guilt, the sweat of death trickles through Lolita. Iwonder how many readers survive the novel without realizing that its heroine is, so to speak, dead on arrival.........I shall point the way to its livid and juddering heart.
So was his reason simply to make sure the we were aware of all these things that went on (fictionally) in Lolita? He concludes with
Lolita has been partly isolated and distorted by its celebrity.
so are we left to wonder whether his purpose has been simply to take
Lolita down a peg?
The people who don't want to read the book because of its subject matter already have heard enough (i.e. pedophilia!/gasp/) to form their opinions. This catalog is in the same direction to, what, convince any who are yet undecided not to read it? Or to convince those of us who do read it, that it doesn't deserve its fame? That latter one is a hard go. Because there is the other part of the book that we do read, and many another critic as well, in addition to Mr. Amis, which tells us that the book is a work of genius that invests perhaps our every emotion before it is done with us.
I will acknowledge his catalog when Mr. Amis acknowledges that the book is a work of genius, and not merely of celebrity, and an absorbing novel, not merely a catalog of horrors.
And I almost forgot! Yes, Humbert is among the most despicable of people that we will meet in fiction. Any novelty attaching to that proposition was also dead on arrival, long before reading Mr. Amis's piece.
Definitely looking forward to reading Mr. Franzen,
Peder