I have still not read the book but I must have seen Stanley Kubrick's Lolita, 1962 a few times. It's absolutely captivating and all major four performances are stunning.
Sue Lyon as Lolita is one of them.
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Sue Lyon as Lolita is one of them.
Vladimir Nabokov:
“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my
soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the
palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten
in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores
on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point
of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a
certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many
years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on
a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what
the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at
this tangle of thorns...”
