A review by olchefdan
King, Queen, Knave by Vladimir Nabokov

5.0

"Of all my novels this bright brute is the gayest." Nabokov opens his forward. I have always found his Russian novels to be brighter, gayer, and, yes, more brutish, than the more famous English ones. This is a favorite. It has no deeper meanings, nothing to say, practically nihilistic. But, man, is it fun. The relish Nabokov takes in crafting this story oozes out of every word. It's a very funny book, as well.

An eclair sits on a table, "alone, despised, unwanted."