What can I say, when Marilyn Monroe has already said it all.
If you haven’t seen the movie, she slids down a pole into a group of (need I say adoring?) men and announces in her sexy, breathy way – ‘My name is Lolita and uhhhh….I’m not supposed to…..play with….boys’.
The song’s called ‘My Heart Belongs to Daddy’, and surely it verges on the pornographic whilst all the time she is wearing a jumper up to her neck.
It’s a fantastic statement about the book, much as the song was first written long before it first came out. You just HAVE to watch it here. Right now!!!!
Back again? Good. What a brilliant reworking and I do not use that word lightly. Compare Mary Martin’s version …which is insipid even though it includes a striptease. It begs the question, is it just the presence of Marilyn that makes this sexy or is it sexy because it is about a subject that is still a weird juxtaposition of taboo – old men having sex with children, and accepted – the sexualisation of children, a happy marriage, as far as I can see, between capitalism, liberal views on what is acceptable practice for children, and the internet. One way or another these conflicting attitudes and behaviours have been around for a very long time – the Victorian period in English is an obvious example. But somehow it seems worse now.
Well, I have yet to read this book, but it’s in the ethos, one of those books you know about without having read a word and I’ve seen the Lolita the movie. I hope that gives me licence to have said these few words.