I was hoping the guy who turned out to be Nabokov was actually Lionel Trilling because I wanted to hear him introduce himself, which I'm sure would involve rolling that 'r' around for about an hour.
This is the first time I've ever seen Nabokov speak, and it's weirding me out a bit that this is basically exactly what I've always envisioned Clare Quilty to be like. D:
i've always been afraid to read lolita because i could imagine myself accidently clicking on some website with child pornography then at that very momen the fbi would break my door down and see me sitting there with lolita and child porn and say "that's all the proof we need" and put me away for who knows how many years
In a related note (that I never imaged could be related) it's hard to understand a stuttering Russian speaking English. I'm kind of glad they moved over to that couch. Looking at those candles I was starting to wonder if they had electricity in those days.