Pale Fire
A Poetry, Classics, Cultural book. Solitude is the playfield of Satan. Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire //
The urbane authority that Vladimir Nabokov brought to every word he ever wrote, and the ironic amusement he cultivated in response to being uprooted and politically exiled twice in his life, never found fuller expression than in Pale Fire published in 1962 after the critical and popular success of Lolita had made him an international literary figure.An ingeniously constructed parody of detective fiction and learned commentary, Pale Fire offers a cornucopia of deceptive pleasures, at the center of which is a 999-line poem written by the literary genius John Shade just before his death. Surrounding the poem is a foreword and commentary by the demented scholar Charles Kinbote, who interweaves adoring literary analysis with the fantastical tale of an assassin from the land of Zembla in pursuit of a deposed king. Brilliantly constructed and wildly inventive, this darkly witty novel of suspense, literary one-upmanship, and political intrigue achieves that rarest of things in literature: perfect tragicomic balance.
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- Pages: 272 pages
- ISBN: 9780140181685 / 140181687
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The summer night was starless and stirless, with distant spasms of silent lightning. Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire // A thousand years ago five minutes wereEqual to forty ounces of fine sand.Outstare the stars. Infinite foretime andInfinite aftertime: above your headThey close like giant wings, and you are dead. Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire // Speaking of novels, I said, you remember we decided once, you, your husband and I, that Prousts rough masterpiece was a huge, ghoulish fairy tale, an asparagus dream, totally unconnected with any possible people in any historical France, a sexual travestissement and a colossal farce, the vocabulary of genius and its poetry, but no more, impossibly rude hostesses, please let me speak, and even ruder guests, mechanical Dostoevskian rows and Tolstoian nuances of snobbishness repeated and expanded to an unsufferable length, adorable seascapes, melting avenues,...
Excelentssimo Senhor Nabokov,Quero agradecer-lhe o magnfico presente que me ofereceu, embora ele muito me tivesse confundido. que est to embrulhado e enleado, que receio no o ter apreciado tanto quanto ele merece. A culpa minha, reconheo; deveria ter-lhe obedecido quando me dizia (e, por vezes, ordenava) constantemente, para "ver verso... Nabokov's Pale Fire is "what a composer of chess problems might term a king-in-the-corner waiter of the solus rex type." Perhaps even moreso than Luzhin Defense, Pale Fire seems to me Nabokov's ultimate ode to the king's game. A kind of post-modern salad of quirks and quizzes, the structure of the "novel" is a 999-line poem of heroic... I was mesmerized with the planes of collision of this unusual novel. We get a pompous, self-serving introduction by a fictional editor to a poem, the poem itself, rendered in wonderful old-fashioned lyrical verse dancing life against death, and then a commentary that twists the content of the poem and the scholars connection to the...
