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Original Title: | Pale Fire |
ISBN: | 0141185260 (ISBN13: 9780141185262) |
Edition Language: | English |
Characters: | John Shade, Sybil (Nabokov), Charles Kinbote, Botkin, Gradus, Jack Grey, Judge Goldsworth |
Setting: | New Wye, Appalachia,1959(United States) Cedarn, Utana,1959(United States) Zembla |
Literary Awards: | National Book Award Finalist for Fiction (1963) |
Vladimir Nabokov
Paperback | Pages: 246 pages Rating: 4.15 | 38740 Users | 2463 Reviews
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Title | : | Pale Fire |
Author | : | Vladimir Nabokov |
Book Format | : | Paperback |
Book Edition | : | Penguin Modern Classics |
Pages | : | Pages: 246 pages |
Published | : | August 31st 2000 by Penguin Books Ltd (first published 1962) |
Categories | : | Fiction. Classics. Poetry. Literature. Cultural. Russia. Novels. Russian Literature |
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The American poet John Shade is dead. His last poem, 'Pale Fire', is put into a book, together with a preface, a lengthy commentary and notes by Shade's editor, Charles Kinbote. Known on campus as the 'Great Beaver', Kinbote is haughty, inquisitive, intolerant, but is he also mad, bad - and even dangerous? As his wildly eccentric annotations slide into the personal and the fantastical, Kinbote reveals perhaps more than he should be.Nabokov's darkly witty, richly inventive masterpiece is a suspenseful whodunit, a story of one-upmanship and dubious penmanship, and a glorious literary conundrum.
Part of a major new series of the works of Vladimir Nabokov, author of Lolita and Pale Fire, in Penguin Classics.
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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 author into an absurd dramatic framework. For dessert, an index that pulls your leg in case you werent sure. Its clever, but not smug. There are challenging depthsDeath is the termination of all biological functions that sustain a living organism*. Is that it? No! It is an eternal loss of a lively soul; a sudden departure from the precious present; an endless termination of familial bonds. Nothing can affect anyone more than a death in ones family, especially a life purloined from us before its time. Such is the memory misery of our poor, dear poet Mr.Shade, the father of the departed bride, Hazel!For we die every day; oblivion thrives Not on dry
I. ForewordWith deepest sorrows, I regret to inform everyone to the death of fellow Goodreads reviewer, and my dear friend, s.penkevich. While he may have departed, I, Vincent Kephes, have taken upon myself the burden of collecting his notes and the half-finished reviews that he left behind in order to bestow them upon you all. I am certain beyond the shadow of a doubt that, having been close with s., this is in keeping with his wishes, and although they were never overtly expressed, I knew from
Blair wrote: "I really want to read Nabokov"Good.
The summer night was starless and stirless, with distant spasms of silent lightning. Vladimir Nabokov, Pale FireDo you enjoy reading the poetry of Percy Bysshe Shelley, John Keats, Lord Byron and William Butler Yates? If so, then Vladimir Nabokov might be your favorite novelist, since this master prose writer's feel for language and precision of words is equal to any of these great poets. However, if you are like most readers of novels, what keeps you turning the pages isn't necessarily the
Ill example you with thievery:The suns a thief, and with his great attractionRobs the vast sea; the moons an arrant thief, And her pale fire she snatches from the sun;The seas a thief, whose liquid surge resolvesThe moon into salt tears; the earths a thief, That feeds and breeds by a composture stolenFrom general excrement: each things a thief.Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, Act IV, scene IIIThis is not a regular review, and may not be for you. If you stay to read, never fear, Nabokov announces in
The thing you want to know in order to get started is whether you ought to read the poem, the one by Shade at the beginning of this book, or whether, with calm of mind, you might skip straight to the meat of the matter, the novel. Just get on with it. Well, to be honest and such, Id have to give a strong recommendation to read the poem. Not all at once of course. And certainly not as preparation for the novel. That would be asking too much. But read enough of it somehow. Gradually pass along its
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