Kubrick's 1962 film hardly managed to hint at the real sordidness that surely comes with such an affair at the centre of this story, and hardly touched on the inner turmoil of professor Humbert. While Kubrick was very restricted in what sort of movie he could make, which more or less decided the wry, lightly satirical tone of his movie, Lyne of course was afforded much more licence to get to the nitty gritty of the story and make it more graphic and more intense, in other words more realistic. He indeed goes for a very intense and vivid narrative, and naturally enough the satirical side, a thing which was an instrinsic part of the novel, is brushed aside completely. With such a full on depiction of their relationship it would have been very difficult to combine the two.
More attention though is given to the period feel of the book, and Lyne makes a good piece of cinema out of it, really delving into the mid 20th C Americana of old brand names and neon lights and motels and long roads and gas stations in the middle of nowhere. Again the Actress playing Lolita was a good year or two too old for the part, like Lyon was in the original, but she was a whole lot sassier, more sexual looking and a lot more provocative. Also, I got the clear sense in this film that she was the one with all the power, and Humbert was a mere fool for her, being played and played and played by her. In this movie, I ended up feeling far sorrier for Humbert than I did in the original and felt far less for the highly manipulative teenager than I did with Lyon's more sympathetic, more together and more sophisticated character.
Swain went to town on her portrayal and seemed to have a ball playing the moody, petulant, sexually attractive, dangerously provocative tease and this performance both lifts the film out of the ordinary and stays in the memory in its own right - possibly worthy an Oscar nomination even, but then so was Irons's beautifully balanced portrayal of a much more innocent seducer than the one Mason played in 1962. Irons plays Humbert as a man totally given to his desire for a forbidden fruit, and totally controlled by his seducer. Here, as I think Nabokov wanted us to believe, was a seemingly innocent young thing who was really far more worldly and more powerful than the rather pure, if amoral man of books and ideals, who really did not have too much insight into the hard world of real life itself. Both Mason and Irons played this naivete very well, but Irons here gives his a real boyish edge, and more than a touch of innocence, ironically. The playing out of this dangerous role reversal is much more evident here than it was in the 1962 film.
Both the actors deserve the credit for getting this point across, and then we come to the characterisation of Quilty, the real villain of the piece. This is a far different character to the one played for laughs almost by Sellers in the original. Langella plays a truly distasteful pervert and this works for me a whole lot better than the light entertainment version Sellers gives us in Kubrick's movie. He was never the right actor for that role, but it is clear that this intensely real looking piece of slime from a seedier world altoghether would be too much in 1962. For this viewer, his uncormfortably close portrayal perfectly rounded off a superbly crafted movie, that has to be at least on the verge of being a classic, but it is probably one I'd need to watch another couple of times to be sure. It is certainly one of the best films of the last ten years or so and has to be rated as a successful movie adaption of a famous novel, which is a rare thing, whatever little quibbles the book's fans say they have with it. This movie proved the original was well, well worth a remake, and it used its broader licence very well, in my opinion. A very different beast to the original, and that must be the main point of any movie remake, to add something that it's thought the original didn't have. This film also looks much more like a rich work of art, reflecting the same quality of a very stylistic and celebrated work of literature.