The level of intimacy the author has with her characters is astounding. They feel like real people, wit4.5 stars
Incredibly raw, gritty, and personal.
The level of intimacy the author has with her characters is astounding. They feel like real people, with real lives, and feelings. Chloe Walsh reinventing the meaning of complexity...more
the heroine's cup size is G.....like A B C D E F G......not triple D (this is very important, they had a whole convo about her EXACT breast size) BUT the heroine's cup size is G.....like A B C D E F G......not triple D (this is very important, they had a whole convo about her EXACT breast size) BUT G.
Y'all.........am I stupid. I didn't even know a cup that size existed...more
I get why people love this, but lolita genuinely put me into such a depressing mood. I might as well commit suicide now.
I've heard the name "Lo3 stars
I get why people love this, but lolita genuinely put me into such a depressing mood. I might as well commit suicide now.
I've heard the name "Lolita" since very early childhood, I've watched the movie several times...hell, I've been compared to her as a kid (which is very odd & common here❔)...but the book specifically managed to trigger a mix of feelings I haven't felt before: Revolted sadness. (I watched the movie too young to fully understand the significance and was more shocked than anything.)
I had to read with hefty breaks in between because this actually mentally exhausted me. Now, whether that's just my current mental state or this book's fault is under question, but I guess being inside a poetic pedophile's mind for hours on end weakened my endurance.
I will never understand people who put equal blame on Lo. If I, an average teenager, couldn't fully grasp the meaning of the movie... how could Lo, a 12 year old orphan, responsibly acknowledge the severity of her situation? Neither do I recognise the supposed "charm" of Humbert Humbert certain readers appear to see in him. I was well and truly on the verge of tearing up...or crying. Former caused by the repugnance of our narrator and latter out of pity and sadness for the child victim whose voice was never heard (although I understand why).
And most of all, this story is not one of "love"...despite even Nabokov insisting on it. Maybe when I am older and decide to reread this book, my mature mind will see all the deeper complexities of Humbert and Lolita's relationship, maybe I'll even glimpse love somewhere in there.
But today I remain with this opinion:
Lolita is a story of grooming, rape, manipulation, obsession and old man's lust for preadolescent "nymphets" veiled under brilliant writing and an unlikely but sickeningly mesmerising perspective. Some might argue that the only place where a love story ever existed is in Humbert's delusional mind, so maybe it is a love story. But then again, whether it really was love is a whole debate on its own.
Everything became even more eye opening after reading an article on "The Real Lolita" aka Sally Horner and Nabokov's apparent inspiration from the case. It's actually very fascinating and only enhanced the cleverness of this book in my eyes.
a link to a short, enlightening video which talks about how the publishing industry failed lolita in several aspects, and I believe encouraged this twisted view of Dolores Haze: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G1gOh......more
"What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets." And it was then Cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl."
Very male gaze, most of the time purposeful. Unnecessary slurs. Weak story. Mesmerizing writing. Loved the way the sisters were shrouded in mystery and viewed in an almost ethereal light by the obsessed narrators, when really they were your average teenagers but deeply troubled. This could've been epic and packed a bigger punch if given better direction. The movie is the exact replica of the book yet the cinematography, lousy acting, and story's overall lack of plot made it worse to watch than read....more
Well.......I am just quietly sitting in my room, smelling the steak my mother is cooking in the kitchen, side-eyeing the leather winter boots I3 stars
Well.......I am just quietly sitting in my room, smelling the steak my mother is cooking in the kitchen, side-eyeing the leather winter boots I have shoved in the corner of my closet, thinking of a time I used to work in a fur shop, and recognising the cunt that I am.
When I say the silence in my room has never been louder.
I'd recommend going into this blind. However, there are no spoilers in this review. Also the misanthropy was riding me hard while writing this so don't mind me.
In a world where animal meat can no longer be consumed due to a deadly virus, humans have done what they do best: invent excuses for why the atrocious things they do are inevitably acceptable.
In this world's case, the next atrocity on the agenda is replacing animal meat with humans or as they like to call them "heads" / "meat".
I found this turn of events interesting because we as humans are known to have our heads shoved all the way up our asses. It would be hard to believe that society would stoop to eating each other since we perceive ourselves as the superior species in every way. Not unless we view the cattle as inhuman, which is exactly what happened here. Referring to meat as humans is illegal and punishable in a real ironic way if you ask me. Humanise the meat, become the meat.
So what does the MC do? He makes the food his pet.
It may seem like this book is over the top in the portrayal of reactions people have to normalised cannibalism. But I think it's a pretty accurate picture of how our society really works. All the illogical, unfair and vicious parts are brought to light. One atrocity is condemned when other is glorified under the pretence of law, men are categorised as being good & honest for feeding into inhumanity, normal people easily manipulated which leaves them just as caged as the "heads" in slaughterhouses...
eat their domestic heads alive, part by part. They say the meat tastes better, claim it’s really fresh. Tutorials are available that explain how, when and where to make the cuts so the product doesn’t die early.
[Literally the next sentence....]
Owning slaves is prohibited.
He remembers there was a sentence that everyone repeated, horrified: “Slavery is barbaric.”
Anyway, back to my initial ramblings. After reading the final line of the book, I felt like a cunt (that was the goal tho, wasn't it?). I smelled the meat, saw the leather, petted my two beautiful cats and decided that the best solution is for all humans to be nullified.
The end<3
Nullify, he thinks, another word that silences the horror.
I usually actually I never rate books I dnf that early but you people don't understand the emotional, mental and spiritual distress this story dnf 25%
I usually actually I never rate books I dnf that early but you people don't understand the emotional, mental and spiritual distress this story has caused me.
And no, it wasn't even because of the crimes the hero committed by unapologetically raping the heroine while having the personality of a cardboard box.
Many people hated Isabella. They say she is the weakest, most pathetic, doormat heroine to ever grace the pages of literature.
I disagree.
I admire her. No, I am baffled by the mental influence this girl had on me by the first quarter of this book.
In those short 25% I went from having a great productive day, a smile on my face and positive energy all around to scouting for a rope to hang myself with.
Isabella's soul looks like a neverending pit of sadness and despair. She spends her days recounting every reason for her miserable, tortured life and when she runs out? She sits in the veil of her depression telling everyone how pitiful and useless she is. I am shocked her tear ducts are still functioning with the amount of time she spends crying and crying AND CRYING.
It takes one hell of a spirit to hate yourself that much and not go insane. Isabella, please go to therapy, like how are you even alive.
What I imagine Isabella's gaunt, lost soul to look like: [image]
And no I literally do not care if she gets better with time (which judging by the reviews she does not) BECAUSE I STILL WANT TO JUMP OFF A CLIFF.
Buddy read with TJ and Samradni. I QUIT LIKE THE DRAMATIC ASS BITCH I AM, but I hope you guys survive through this with no suicides<3...more
If I ever want anyone to fuck me up so thoroughly I barely know how to live my life without them, I'd 5 stars
I'm sorry I need a moment...or ten [image]
If I ever want anyone to fuck me up so thoroughly I barely know how to live my life without them, I'd let Shay do the honours. BECAUSE DAMN that man knows how to ruin you.
This book took Shay's character to a whole new depth of obsession, manipulation, and lunacy.
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