Still processing this, Nabokov‘s 1st English language novel. A biography of an author who died young, written by his younger brother. The subject author has a lot of parallels with VN. But our biographer is a mess. Unreliable narrator, clearly. But what‘s he doing? What‘s he searching for? A little tough to read because VN clowns around, playing with composition. Complex little thing that begs to be reread.