I had never read Nabokov's great epic work, Lolita, for some reason. I do not know why it had escaped me, as I did see both films (1962 with James Mason and Sue Lyon, and 1997 with Jeremy Irons and Dominique Swain.
Now, having at long last read it, I can say that I find it less an indictment of pedophilia, and more a satire of American middle class culture, with a plea for the romantic soul sounding throughout.
I cannot say that the writing is anything but superior. Here are some interesting musings on the work:
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