Its a fantastic film…I thought I would be creeped out.
But it was magnificent.
I haven’t read the book…and I am glad I didn’t…
I think it would have spoiled my viewing pleasure.
I think this should have been shown in theatres.
Irons and Swain are just…incredible.
Lolita’s tempting him…his face in the final scene.
Quilty (Frank Langella) oozing just the right mix of slime and sophistication.
Melanie Griffiths is a great choice for the “cow”.
The movement of the camera is also amazing. We are brought in close but never too close that we feel we are interrupting, and it pulls away giving us that feel of early 20th century America but never too far away to make us feel distant from the characters.
I don’t like long films…but this needed every minute…
Some scenes stand out from the brilliant directing and acting:
Drunk Quilty changing his lines at the hotel when talking about Lolita juxtaposed with the moths burning themselves in the flame (hint, hint).
The movement of Lo’s body underneath the white sheets when Irons eventually reaches for her.
When he sees her after 3 years, her pregnant belly is between them as he stands in the doorway, forever separating them.
Killing Quinty…nothing more needs to be said.
I don’t think we needed the opening scene to tell us it would go bad…my only red mark against the director.
The end is interesting…he dies in prison so he is narrating the film.
The director doesn’t give us the usual scene of him speaking to a detective…smart and effective.
His love suffocates Lolita…and the director uses the hotel rooms and the car for this. The rooms they stay in get smaller and less classy as the road trip goes on. The arguments in the car get more frequent, there are more and more scenes of her leaning out of the car.
The weird imbalance of father figure and lover wears on her as time passes.
He simps like crazy, upping her allowance for sex.
The killer scene is her return to their room with muddy feet and smudged lipstick. He knows what happened. She is rubbing it in his face.
He should have let her go but he can’t…
thrusting away in sorrow and shame at his weakness while she takes it, laughing.
The relationship is messy…
She loves him, hates him for “murdering” her mother and for smothering her. But she loses respect for him when she gets more allowance for sex, and all respect is gone after breaking him, laughing all the way.
The relationship is smothering, which damages her…but she is cunning and manipulative and enjoyed her times with him and the husband-to-be.
The three year reunion is interesting…the simp he is…he says all is forgiven and tries to buy her, while she says deadpan you’re crazy…and he just takes it!!
Finally, the ending.
He kills Quinty…blaming him for taking Lolita from him.
(He is the ultimate simp…what was he going to do? Lock her up forever?).
Anyway, he kills Quinty to assuage his own guilt, knowing that without him, she would have never gone with Quilty.
There is a sop thrown to the audience…Irons is saddened that Lolita’s voice isn’t among those of the children he hears singing in the valley.
But this is after he commits murder and is caught.
If Lolly had gone with him, he would have zero regrets.