Just read this. The prose was beautiful and Kinbote's goonery was great fun but I wonder if I missed something. I've heard it called a masterpiece on here, which is fine. But I feel like I either missed a bunch thematically or there just isn't that much under the hood.
at first you think the guy is just a narcissist but as the book goes on you realize he's insane and by the end you feel really bad for him, and realize that shade probably felt bad for him too
Ryder Sanchez
Give it time to sink in. I felt the same when I finished it but then certain passages beginning gripping me back like few other books I read. Rereading the poem itself on finishing is a delight.
>But who can teach the thoughts we should roll-call >When morning finds us marching to the wall >Under the stage direction of some goon >Political, some uniformed baboon? >We'll think of matters only known to us-- >Empires of rhyme, Indies of calculus; >Listen to the distant cocks crow, and discern >Upon the rough gray wall a rare wall fern; >And while our royal hands are being tied, >Taunt our inferiors, cheerfully deride >The dedicated imbeciles, and spit >Into their eyes just for the fun of it.
Xavier Martinez
Insane is rather hyperbole, obsessed and deranged sure