Over time, I hope to make my way through most of Nabokov's books. However, thus far I've only read Lolita, Mary, the Gift, Speak, Memory, and now, Laughter in the Dark. Laughter in the Dark is a short, delightful book, originally written in Russian. The book is seems more concerned about a suspenseful plot than Nabokovian wordplay or complexity. It's a short book, but filled with urgency. It's hard to put down. As its title suggests, Laughter in the Dark somehow both tragic and comical. One stands in awe at Nabokov's ability to describe the state of blindness standing at the center of the novel's denouement. Nabokov's book is lots of fun, but the protagonist's physical blindness to say something profound about the metaphorical blindness of its bourgeois hero, about the metaphorical blindness of all of us. Metaphor or not, the book mainly succeeds in describing the inevitable costs of infidelity.