Kubrick takes it to a funny-place. Which is great, a film-maker should take creative liberty, to an extent. Kubrick does it perfectly for that day and age.
Lynne takes it to what I always thought Nabokov meant by it. The demeanor of the whole thing, the ambiance was correct, in my opinion. Though I liked Kubrick's interpretation of Quigley (whatshisname??? The weird guy that steals her away... the play write?) better than Lynne's. But on the contrary, in my opinion, Lynne's opening sequence is better, featuring whatshisname. And there's penis. (Who doesn't like penis?)