Both the 1997 and the Stanley Kubrick's versions of Lolita offered different interpretations of Nabokov's novel. Although Bruno may not agree, I felt that we were able to see Humbert as he truly was in Kubrick's film: self-centered and overbearing, not to mention cruel and unfeeling. But in contrast, in the novel, we became immersed into Humbert's innermost thoughts and feelings, so much so, that, it takes a knowledgeable reader to be able to differentiate between the persuasive, yet flawed human persona and the actual, verifiable reality. This film was meant to be for the inexperienced reader because the angle of the viewpoint spanned across the entire scenario without getting too involved in any one character's perspective.
On the other hand, the 1997 version of Lolita was based, to a greater extent, on Humbert's perspective. I don't know if it has anything to do with his beautifully articulated, rich voice or his elegant demeanor, but Jeremy Irons gave a really sympathetic portrayal of Humbert Humbert. It was as if the audience was supposed to be seduced by his eloquence in the movie, just as we were supposed to be while reading the novel. The regular voice overs gave the viewer the feeling of Humbert's ever lingering presence. Although we were supposed to sympathize with Lolita, (because she was, after all, a constant victim of sexual abuse), her sexual precociousness made it difficult to feel pity for her. She behaved as a woman who was aware of her feminine wiles, rather than as an innocent child. But in the end, it was difficult to give an impartial judgment because of the extreme slant toward Humbert's perspective.
Neither film adaptations truly fulfilled my expectations of what I felt the novel was. As Bruno mentioned, there is absolutely no way for these kind of movies to satisfy everyone. Sometimes it is best to have these stories kept alive in our minds where we are free to imagine.