C. Kunin: I don't know that Nabokov differentiated
between Pasternak as a prose or poetry writer...If Mary Efremov is correct (and
I have no idea where she got her ideas from) then it was a politically based
hatred. Well, wait and see what the List can come up with.
J.Mello: I remembered that VN spoke positively about
Pasternak's poetry in Strong Opinions but, instead of opening my copy, I googled
it and got a few surprises [ ].
Brian Tombe: In a 1972 interview (reproduced
in Strong Opinions), Nabokov did distinguish between Pasternak the
poet and Pasternak the prose writer [ ].
Jansy Mello: Following the complete quote from
SO
provided by B.Tombe, we may well recognize Nabokov's "politically based
hatred" and his awareness of how stung he felt by the publicitary maneuvers
which, in his eyes, backed Pasternak's
success
("... I could well imagine a
pack of writers emulating my "eccentric" outspokenness and causing, in the long
run, sales to drop, thus thwarting the Bolshevists in their hopes and making
their hostage more vulnerable than ever...one point that might have made me
change my mind and write that devastating review after all-- the exhilarating prospect
of seeing it attributed to competitive chagrin by some ass or goose[
] Any intelligent Russian would see at once that the book is pro-Bolshevist and
historically false, if only because it ignores the Liberal Revolution of spring,
1917, while making the saintly doctor accept with delirious joy the
Bolshevist coup d'etat seven months later-- all of which is in
keeping with the party line. Leaving out politics, I regard the book as a sorry
thing[ ] When the novel appeared in America, her
left-wing idealists were delighted to discover in it a proof that "a great
book" could be produced after all under the Soviet rule. It was
for them the triumph of Leninism. They were comforted by the fact that for
better or worse its author remained on the side of angelic Old Bolsheviks and
that nothing in his book even remotely smacked of the true exile's indomitable
contempt for the beastly regime engendered by Lenin.") He did find
qualities in it,even though his praise of
Pasternak was indirect: "In Dr. Zhivago, however, the prose does not live
up to his poetry. Here and there, in a landscape or simile, one can distinguish,
perhaps, faint echoes of his poetical voice..."
After following the
E.Wilson/Volodya epistolary exchanges, just to bring up an example, one may
come to realize how bitterly he resented "the triumph of Leninism" among
America's "left-wing idealists," because in this
special case we can witness how unwavering his friend E.Wilson's
admiration of Lenin remained inspite of all his disuasive efforts and
multidimensional anger. Why VN equally vented his rage against
Dr.Schweitzer, or Dr.Freud, however, remains a mystery to
me.