`Lolita' measures up to predecessors
by Jett McAlister
After a 3-year delay in domestic distribution, Adrian Lyne's controversial
adaptation of Vladimir Nabokov's masterpiece
Lolita
has finally found a
marketplace for theatrical release. The literary Lolita, widely recognized as
one of the most important American novels of the century, is a tragicomedy of
forbidden love, a bitterly funny novel that is at turns heartwrenchingly
bittersweet and grossly disturbing. Feared by many to be nothing more than soft
porn, Lyne's
Lolita
is actually a well-crafted and thoughtful film
that skillfully translates many of the subtleties of Nabokov's novel.
Humbert Humbert (Jeremy Irons) is a professor of French literature, a man whose
roots lie in all of Europe and whose intellect and refinement make him very
attractive to women. Humbert is haunted by his childhood love, Annabel, who
died of typhus after their short affair. Even after her death, Humbert lets
himself be submerged in Annabel's mystique -- a mystique that to him represents
the possibility of a life in paradise.
As the film begins, Humbert is moving from Europe to a small New England town.
Due to unforseen circumstances, he is forced to board with a widow and single
mother,
Charlotte Haze (Melanie Griffith), whose gaudy and open
personality instantly irritates the quiet, reserved Humbert. And then Humbert
meets Charlotte's daughter, Dolores (Dominique Swain). He is immediately
overtaken by memories of Annabel and becomes strangely enamored with the
girl.
Dolores, nicknamed Lo or Lolita, is a spunky, strong-willed adolescent. She
becomes close to Humbert in an apparently innocent sort of way -- sitting close
to him on a swing, jumping in his lap while he writes and asking him to
convince her mother to not punish her. But when Charlotte, in a misguided
effort to win Humbert's affection for herself, sends Lolita off to boarding
school, Lolita runs to him, jumps into his arms and kisses him passionately.
Humbert later realizes that he is as much the object of Lolita's misguided love
as she is of his.
In order to ensure that he remains in close contact with the girl, Humbert
marries Charlotte. Through a bizarre twist of fate, he becomes Lolita's legal
guardian as well as her stepfather. Even so, an affair begins between the two
of them -- an affair that, while definitely illegal and by most traditional
standards immoral, does not seem superficially as predatory as it actually is.
When Humbert tries to explain to Lolita why she can't tell her mother, or
anyone else, about their activities, Lolita shrugs, says, "It's called incest,
dad," and walks into a hotel-room closet.
Lolita and Humbert set off together on a trip across America, stopping at
random motels in small towns, visiting oddball tourist attractions and buying
lots of useless junk. They are followed by a darkly mysterious playwright,
Clare Quilty (Frank Langella), whose motives are beyond Humbert's reasonings.
Eventually, the relationship between Lolita and her stepfather becomes rocky,
and the tragic portion of
Lolita
ensues.
Swain, in her portrayal of the character Humbert calls his "nymphet," is
absolutely incredible. This is a film debut that surpasses Anna Paquin's
performance in Jane Campion's
The Piano
. Swain is flawless and carries
off the role even as it changes from not-so-innocent schoolgirl to scarred and
world-weary young woman. She deserves awards for her performance; here's hoping
Oscar has the balls this spring to appreciate a brilliant actress in a
controversial movie.
Irons, as usual, is excellent in his role as the good-natured but sinister
professor. In playing a man torn by his past and inextricably twisted into a
present he knows to be wrong, Irons is expertly expressive of the complicated
emotions involved in
Lolita
. Griffith is also entertaining as the garish
Charlotte, but not too much can be said about her portrayal of a pretty flat
character.
The screenplay for
Lolita
, written by Stephen Schiff, is an excellent
blend of blindingly funny wit and deeply distressing psychological drama. While
it does not glorify pedophilia, Schiff's script does give careful treatment to
the intricate relationship that arises between Lolita and Humbert.
Without being explicitly judgmental, the screenplay subtly villanizes Humbert
for his destructive influence on the girl, but valorizes him for his steadfast
devotion to her welfare. This devotion, however, turned into obsession, is the
force that drives all of
Lolita
's characters into ruin.
Much of the magic in this version of
Lolita
is in Lyne's direction and
Howard Atherson's photography. Lyne takes a fabulous script and a nearly
perfect cast to create a compelling, disturbing and provoking movie. Atherson
uses lighting to great effect -- sunlight shining through falling water gives
Annabel and Lolita an angelic look; darkness broken by the sharp brightness of
insect lamps and permeated with cigarette smoke expresses the sinisterness of
Quilty and Humbert -- eventually making a visual
chef d'oeuvre
of a
film.
While it is sometimes difficult to watch
Lolita
because of its
almost light-hearted treatment of a very serious subject, the film is
eventually properly critical in its treatment of pedophilia and incest. It's
also a version that successfully adapts the actions of the novel without
selling out its intentions.
Lolita
is a successful film, one of those
rare movies that can make you laugh, make you think and ultimately disturb you
in the deepest parts of your being.

This item appeared in the Arts & Entertainment section of the October 16, 1998 issue.
|