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Average rating4.5
This book discomforted me a lot, part 1 was especially but it also helped me to understand/broaden my views on how art is supposed to correlate/corroborate/confront our lives, and our views. How art breaks taboos and points out the deprivation and dark corners of human nature. Our protagonist has dual nature sometimes he's unsure, apologetic but for the majority of the time he's violent, sly and manipulative to the reader and attempts to lure them into a trance where he is a tragic lover pursuing his moody one true love and surprisingly many readers fall for it, now that sounds like something a propaganda poster would do but seriously I wonder how people defended him even after reading his vague self-confession at part 2 chapter 33 and the latter, unreliable narrator at its finest.
Although I loved the wordplay and literary allusions, sometimes I found them to be too wordy other than that it's one the most perfect book I have ever read.
4 stars/5
p.s- I faced this issue many times while I talked about this book with the general public. Some people think this a literature of paedophile apologists, some think it is paedophile propaganda to decriminalize paedophilia and some peeps think Nabokov is a downright paedophile and it's loosely based on his biography.
I would like to say stop reading this book 1. If you blindly trust unreliable narrators who frequently contradict themselves 2. If you still calling her Lolita even after 100 pages(copied)