White Nights has had a resurgence in popularity in the past year or so, and being a shorter Dostoevsky work I thought it would be a good introduction to his works, so I was looking forward to enjoying reading it. However, I find myself a little underwhelmed. 

I really enjoyed the prose, it is very vivid and heartfelt, especially when discussing emotions. The bitterness of being lonely, the warmth and excitement of love and heartache when your dreams do not come true are all discussed in intricate detail. My disappointment lies however in the progression of the plot. It just feels so basic for how much this book is celebrated. I was just expecting a bit more. 

However I do think white nights is still worth the read at least for the use of language, cos that's where it really stands out.