A review by merlandese
Pnin by Vladimir Nabokov

4.0

Brilliant, brilliant book. Nearly 5 stars; I might bump it to 5 when I think about it more. Nabokov has reached top ten authors for me.

One of the big afterthought questions I think is posed here—and maybe posed in most of Nabokov's most famous books—is the importance of who is telling the story. By the end of Pnin's tale, it's hard to separate his beautiful sincerity and his somewhat obnoxious buffoonery. But our narrator turns out to be much less than objective. He has stakes, investments, and personal reasons to talk about Pnin, seemingly behind his back.

I'll be thinking about this one for a while.