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6.8/10
IMDbBest Performance in a TV MoviePilotMiniSeries or Series Leading Young Actress | 1999 | Dominique
Top Ten Films | 1998
Most Promising Actress | 1999 | Dominique
Best Kiss | 1999 | Dominique
Best Youth Performance | 1999 | Dominique
Best Performance by a Young Actress in a MiniSeriesMade for TV Film | 1999 | Dominique
Budget 62,000,000 USD
Box Office Collection 1,071,255 USD
As Dominique Swain was a minor at age 15 when the movie was filmed, an adult body double had to be used for most of the sex scenes.
Jeremy Irons originally turned down the role because he knew playing this character would hurt his career. After thinking it over and being convinced by Glenn Close that working with Adrian Lyne was an experience he should not miss, he agreed to play Humbert Humbert. However, he made sure to secure a good paycheck, anticipating a few years of possible unemployment.
Since actress Dominique Swain was only 15 at the time of filming, a pillow had to be placed between her and Jeremy Irons' lap during all their scenes together.
Natalie Portman turned down the role of Lolita.
Due to considerable difficulty in securing an American distributor, the film had a very limited theatrical run in order to qualify for award contention. The final domestic gross income was over $1.1 million on a $62 million budget.
"[first lines] Humbert: [voiceover] She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks, she was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always - Lolita. Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin. My soul. [whispered] Humbert: Lolita."
"Humbert: I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago - but I loved her, this Lolita, pale and polluted and big with another man's child. She could fade and wither - I didn't care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face."