A review by neerajams
Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle by Vladimir Nabokov

3.0

Not quite sure what I felt about Ada. It had moments of absolute gorgeous brilliance - as any book by Nabokov would, but overall it was a bit too esoteric, a bit too inside baseball (too inside Russian literature?), too inaccessible for me to really enjoy it overall.

It left me ready to read more Nabokov, but looking forward to finding one of his novels that is about someone other than a 16-year-old nymphet.