I've always been intrigued by VN's cruel protagonists, narcisistic
perverts, murderers, delusional psychotics,sweet alienated professors,
vague dreamers and... his almost voiceless heroines. Contrary to
what Nabokov expresses in his interviews and forewords, where he links Art
to "Beauty,Tenderness, Compassion," in his novels he repeatedly controls
his creatures - and not at all as a merciful deity ( not even in BS, when
he intervenes as The Author and brings madness to Krug), but as a
totalitarian God, thereby overtly engendering rather monstruous characters.
These move in plots that seldom emphasize "beauty."
Nabokov's beauty lies (this is my present opinion) in his sentences,
his words, in the promises lurking in his verbal soul, in their suggestive
power to engender deeply charged, dreamy mental images in the
reader. There is beauty, too, in puzzles and games.
My next point will be even more controversial but, when Nabokov admits that
Lolita: " was like the composition of a beautiful puzzle
-its composition and its solution at the same time, since one is a mirror view
of the other, depending on the way you look," I think he meant
something unrelated to regular puzzles directed to his readers:
a private investigation, or probings of his own. I read his words
about puzzle-solution as an admission about his successful working-through
particularly complicated personal issues.
Nabokov's tenderness is expressed by his nostalgia and in
his connection to the natural world. He is equally tender towards his
parents, Véra, his son. He is tender with defenseless, idealistic
or misguided heroes in his fiction. At the same time, his
preoccupation with regular "other people", in his
novels, as explicited in RLSK, is often the result of discipline,
not heartfelt. Nabokov's compassion in his novels is real,
but accessible to any suffering reader only
after a complicated process, perhaps not yet sufficiently explored
without an excess of sentimentality and moral judgements, through his
abyssal workings in "Lolita" or "Pale Fire".
As Marina Grishakova observed, world and language are inseparable and
“in the broader narratological or semiotic perspective…the text is part of the
real world.” If true ( I read similar conclusions in Umberto Eco, Deleuze...)
what kind of a "real world" would VN be creating? Would he,
somehow, be reproducing an already existing social universe inhabited
by totally novel incestuous psychos? Would he be creating an entirely
newone, an Anti-Terra, an Arcadia with no electricity and
time-forks, to be added to "our world" realities?
Perhaps, when Nabokov offers the reader his authorial personae --
that is, names and human faces for his "serial selves" – he is
representing these anonymous influences in society by creating a
recognizable, although shifting shape, to what remains unperceived and
diffuse in a menacing non-literary world. In that way his characters,
even at their most pervert and delusional, might be seen as a direct
consequence of such pressures. VN's domination would, in a way, be merely a
reflection of those invisible forces that take over the destinies of
mankind. As he expresses in SO (1964, to A.Toffler):"we
shall never know the origin of life, or the meaning of life, or the nature of
space and time, or the nature of nature, or the nature of thought."
and we too, as readers, are not expected to decypher his solutions or
to fully understand his "invented worlds" but recognize, like him, the
limitation of our knowledge about otherworldly operations.
Nabokov endows his characters with trivial, but determining
traits,to turn them into galley-slaves for his own designs. As he once
stated: “the perfect dictator in that private world
insofar as I alone am responsible for its stability and truth”. I
understand that this kind of literary dictatorship
is, here, instrumental because it not only reflects the mysteries of
"the otherworld", but the uncontrollable forces of social life as
well, those that express the political, economic and ideological
determinants onto art. In that way, the cruelty and criminality that
arises in a novel is not an author's, nor any God's, because
it reflects human predicaments in confrontation with the
actual demands of historical forces that lie outside it.
Nabokov's tactics indirectly encourage the readers to oppose
these "external" forces and their response may become an exercise
in imagination and freedom. The freedom that is
still possible by an enhanced conscious awareness of living
processes?