Pale Fire
Vladimir Nabokov · 1962
A 999-line poem with footnotes by an increasingly unreliable annotator. The form is the whole point: the actual narrative is buried in the editor's commentary, where Charles Kinbote may or may not be the deposed king of Zembla and may or may not be insane. The most playful experiment in 20th-century fiction. Reread three times and you still will not know what happened.
The case against
You solve this novel more than you feel it. Kinbote's commentary is a gorgeous machine, but the gears are the whole show, and Shade's grief for his daughter gets buried under the apparatus built to bury it. Readers who find annotation-as-narrative precious will not be argued out of that here.
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