大爱这电影 让人看了郁闷的又爱又恨 Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.
That was purely playful when they met, quite irresistible in the middle, then finally a dramatic irony only and forever. I'm just not sure if Lolita ever loved him as an elder rather than a guardian given the the fact he did something a father wouldn't do to his daughter.