Blah b b Blah wrote: > I guess the center of the book--where he was just taking Lolita from > place to place--seemed somewhat Drug Out. And almost the entire book was > simply a study of the psychology of desire-- Actually Nabokov was stridently attempting to face off the Freudians and the psychologists - for example, by putting the obvious explanation for Humbert's perversion in the form of his lost love Annabel Lee and then having Humbert emphatically deny it. I think it would be steadfastly dull had it just been a straight clinical analysis - like that dreadful dreadful book written on the subject a year or two ago - but the fact that Humbert *is* a learned and cultured man; the fact that he does not fit into any obvious criminal profile is what drove his absolute love for Lolita into high relief for me. > and that gets pretty > monotonous after not too very long, to me, anyways. The end of the book > pretty well seemed to justify its writing (the transformation of > lust/desire into sacrificial love) and its literary merit, and what I > found really interesting was that I had to go back to the first page to > find out what happened to the little nymphet :) You would be well served by proceeding straight to `Pale Fire'. I think you'll like that one a lot better - just be sure not to listen to a word Charles Kinbote says (: Camille verona_beach@geocities.com @ THE ARTS HOLE www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Theater/6442 @ THE INVERTED FOREST www.angelfire.com/pa/invertedforest