''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses

''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses ''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses

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- 317 - visible to my own self" (31). Nor does he succeed in slipping into Felix's self. All this allows of different interpretations. If one does in fact see Felix as Hermann's own complementary self, then his failure is very much like Smurov's, for like Smurov, Hermann is aware of the different sides there are to his personality, but, again like Smurov, he is unable to unite them into one single and unified and balanced whole, something that Sebastian Knight has been seen to do. His failure is even worse than Smurov's. For while Smurov is able in the end to choose and establish one identity, however unpleasant, for himself, Hermann remains even at the end caught between his two selves. He is still aware of his old self, but also considers it possible that he will all of a sudden "wake up somewhere; on a patch of grass near Prague" (221). A complete loss of identity and permanent madness are the result, and his confused and helpless state of mind is reflected in the strangely intricate and superficially comic style and structure of his tale. What seems comic is an expression of the despair that creeps into his "vast vacant soul" (193). Another explanation should be taken into account, and once more Ardalion can be seen to act as a foil to Hermann. Hermann pretends not to recognize himself in the portrait Ardalion has painted of him, because, as he says, it is not like him at all. However, this portrait is "more insightful than Hermann can bear - and most prophetic. " 23 As Hermann describes it, it pictures

- 318 - ... the ruddy horror of my face. I do not know why he had lent my cheeks that fruity hue; they are really as pale as death. Look as one might, none could see the ghost of a likeness! How utterly ridiculous, for instance, that crimson point in the canthus, or that glimpse of eyetooth from under a curled, snarly lip. All this - against an ambitious background hinting at things that might have been either geometrical figures or gallow trees... (66). Clearly, Ardalion does not simply copy the mere appear- ance of things or persons as Hermann does. With his portrait he has produced something that proves his ability to see behind the surface and appearance and detect the essential qualities of the objects of his art. And he has produced something living, a piece of art that allows the viewer, too, an insight into the life and soul of the person it represents, and which, to use Hermann's own words, carries a heavy burden of "intrinsical truth". Hermann lacks the artistic insight that enables Ardalion to paint this telling portrait of him. He does feel that he has changed places with Felix (69), and also that "I look like my name" (203), but this is not enough. He knows too little about Felix; just a few haphazard facts that Felix has told him, some of his tastes and favourite sayings, and memories. All these he keeps repeating and memorizing, adding a few details each time, but this does not allow him even to imagine Felix's life in full: "I. f ailed - and still fail - to rerun his life on my private screen" (54). Much less does it enable him to make Felix's soul his own, for he knows next to nothing about it: "Felix's soul I had studied very cursorily, so all I

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visible to my own self" (31). Nor does he succeed in<br />

slipping into Felix's self.<br />

All this allows of different interpretations. If one<br />

does in fact see Felix as Hermann's own complementary<br />

self, then his failure is very much like Smurov's, <strong>for</strong><br />

like Smurov, Hermann is aware of the different sides<br />

there are to his personality, but, again like Smurov,<br />

he is unable to unite them into one single and unified<br />

and balanced whole, something that Sebastian Knight<br />

has been seen to do. His failure is even worse than<br />

Smurov's. For while Smurov is able in the end to choose<br />

and establish one identity, however unpleasant, <strong>for</strong><br />

himself, Hermann remains even at the end caught between<br />

his two selves. He is still aware of his old self, but<br />

also considers it possible that he will all of a sudden<br />

"wake up somewhere; on a patch of grass near Prague"<br />

(221). A complete loss of identity and permanent madness<br />

are the result, and his confused and helpless<br />

state of mind is reflected in the strangely intricate<br />

and superficially comic style and structure of his<br />

tale. What seems comic is an expression of the despair<br />

that creeps into his "vast vacant soul" (193).<br />

Another explanation should be taken into account,<br />

and once more Ardalion can be seen to act as a foil<br />

to Hermann. Hermann pretends not to recognize himself<br />

in the portrait Ardalion has painted of him, because,<br />

as he says, it is not like him at all. However, this<br />

portrait is "more insightful than Hermann can bear -<br />

and most prophetic. " 23<br />

As Hermann describes it, it pictures

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