“I’m not smart enough for Nabokov” I thought to myself as I began his hilarious and sharply observed novel Pale Fire. But then I remembered a saying I recently heard: I don’t have to understand something to appreciate it. And I understood more than I expected to. Like Lolita, Nabokov has written an unreliable narrator, full of himself and driven by unrelenting desire, in this case, the desire to have ownership of his poet neighbor’s final poem. The narrator, Dr. Kinbote, opens the work with […]
Nabokov is Funnier than I Gave Him Credit For
Pale Fire by Vladimir Nabokov


