In Pale Fire Nabokov offers a cornucopia of deceptive pleasures: a 999-line poem by the reclusive genius John Shade; an adoring foreword and commentary by Shade's self-styled Boswell, Dr. Charles Kinbote; a darkly comic novel of suspense, literary idolatry and one-upmanship, and political intrigue.
This novel can be interpreted in multiple ways, which brings the character(s) to life. Reading requires solving your own mystery and looking for the clues. You may choose to ignore some, and others may jump out at you. Overall, an exciting read that leaves you to your own contemplation.
I don’t get it
I found this book to be quite bad. I had to force myself to finish it so that I did not feel that I had totally flushed my money down the drain. Rambling and pointless from my point of view. Maybe someday I will come back to it and see if perhaps there is something I overlooked that others understand.