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Lolita (1962, Stanley Kubrick)

The first half of Lolita is a wonderful mix of acting styles. There’s James Mason’s very measured, very British acting. There’s Shirley Winters’s histrionics; she’s doing Hollywood melodrama on overdrive but director Kubrick (and Winters) have it all under perfect control. 303 more words


all Adam’s apple and heart

One Monday forenoon, in December I think, Pratt asked me to come over for a talk. Dolly’s last report had been poor, I knew. But instead of contenting myself with some such plausible explanation of this summons, I imagined all sorts of horrors, and had to fortify myself with a pint of my “pin” before I could face the interview. 18 more words


La verdad sobre el caso Harry Quebert

El objetivo de (un)titledmx es compartir todo lo que nos gusta y/o apasiona, desde recomendaciones cinematográficas, literarias y musicales hasta cuentos originales pero en esta ocasión haré una excepción con el libro “La verdad sobre el caso Harry Quebert” de Joël Dicker. 650 more words


only a brute

And I would get up from the floor while you looked on, your face deliberately twitching in imitation of my tic nerveux. But never mind, never mind, I am only a brute, never mind, let us go on with my miserable story.

Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita


incredulity, exasperation

You would give me one look— a gray furry question mark of a look: “Oh no, not again” (incredulity, exasperation); for you never deigned to believe that I could, without any specific designs, ever crave to bury my face in your plaid skirt, my darling! 64 more words


sucking a pencil

Sometimes … Come on, how often exactly, Bert? Can you recall four, five, more such occasions? Or would no human heart have survived two or three? 64 more words


Currently Reading: Feminist Essays, Moral Narrative, and Peculiar Classics

It has been two weeks since I moved into my new apartment and I’m still hauling books in and discovering ones I forgot I owned. It feels like Christmas all too often! 818 more words