Showing posts with label Lists. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lists. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

From the Lists: Pale Fire #53

Pale Fire (1962) by Vladimir Nabokov is possibly the most inventive novel I have ever read. It can be read linearly, literally, and / or satirically. It was not greeted with universal acclaim upon its publication since critics were a bit unsure how to characterize it; however, the novel's reputation has grown in stature over the years. 

On the surface, this novel consists of a foreward by a fictional editor (Charles Kinbote), a 999 line biographical poem by a fictional poet (John Shade), and Kinbote's extensive commentary. The poem itself is pretty straightforward. It does not require more explication than could be provided in minor footnotes. And yet, it is Kinbote's commentary and asides that provide the actual narrative.

Suffice it to say, that if a European, homosexual, exiled royal from an imaginary country absconds with your poem with the intention of editing and publishing it along with his commentary, the original intent of the work may be lost when filtered through the delusions of the editor. I think that Kinbote's character sincerely believes that the poem was originally inspired by the grand tales he related to its author - tales of a land in which palaces are stocked with handsome boys to be used for the king's pleasure, of a palace rivaling the pleasure domes of Kubla Kahn, of a revolution in which the king escaped execution, arriving in cognito in the United States disguised as an English professor. Even though the poem obviously is biographical and has nothing to do with the tall tales shared with Shade, Kinbote's commentary lifts lines and extracts words from the poem's text in a valiant effort to prove he, and his life, was its inspiration. Along the way, his commentary is filled with adventures and quite a bit of university and neighborhood gossip. In many ways he is the Humbert Humbert of literary academia - a man with great self-regard, but with no idea of how he is regarded among his peers.

Herein lies the greatness of this work as a whole. It can be read as editorial satire, or as the rantings and ravings of a disturbed man in academia. Either way, I had great fun reading the poem through the eyes of a truly odd character. And to top this all off, Nabokov was very clever with the ending. He provides enough facts and hints to allow the reader to come to several different conclusions about the strange life of Charles Kinbote. 

Recommendation: This was a fun read requiring two bookmarks as you will want to re-read the lines of the poem being discussed in the commentary. This book was a winner! I think I am going to add more Nabokov to my reading list once I get through the 100 best novels.


Vladimir Nabokov

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Hey Y'all

I have been talking about this for some time now.  And, for some reason, today was the day it happened. So, welcome to my blog. I have quite a few interests in the arts.

As you may have noticed from my profile, I am a bit of a lists guy. I am drawn to a "100 best list" like a dog to a fire hydrant. I am working my way through the best novels of the 20th century. I am currently reading The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer.  And, I have loaded up my Netflix queue with the 100 best movies of the 20th century.  I am most happy when the two meet and I can read a novel, then watch the movie, and compare the two.

This blog will help satisfy my need to share some literary / movie / theater recommendations, share interesting things that happen during the week, and perhaps serve as a place to share the joy of living in a such a wonderful place. I will make every effort to keep the complaining to a minimum - unless of course there is a funny or ironic observation that just has to be shared.

So see you around town. 
XOX
Raleighboy444