The champagne-colored Jolie and Yao Yao together proclaim a Lolita manifesto:
"Lolita, the light of my life, the fire of my desire, my sin, my soul."
"Lo-Li-ta: the tongue does a flip upwards in three steps, lightly landing on the teeth from the palate. Lo-Li-ta."
It's not about black and white lace costumes.
It's not about Japan'såæ (perverted) lolicon (Loli complex).
It's not about pornography's pretense.
It's not about the superficial image of a middle-aged professor and a young girl.
It's not about the already distorted concept of loli and clothing matching...
Do you really understand? What did Vladimir Nabokov say fifty years ago?
Lolita is a form of soul,...