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I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

Sorry, this movie sucks

Absolutely the worst movie.

At first rather annoying in its heavy emphasis on reenactments, this movie ultimately proves fascinating, simply because the complicated, highly dramatic tale it tells still almost defies belief.

If you like nudity, and watching couples f..k, there's a lot of it here. I've seen the same scenarios, with films like the great art house film, Breaking The Waves or the Roadshow's Vibrant Video's Erotic Sex Games. I admit I do like it, but to me, this was just another skin flick, dressed up in a serious, and moving drama, which it isn't. It's no surprise that 70's sex symbol, the late Sylvia Kristel, a good capable actress, would be linked with this, as I really didn't see anything impressive with this. It just comes down to everything she does. I really found her performance, mature and very sexy, here, where she really held her own, and never lacked. Clay, Lady Chatterly's husband is a paraplegic, and IMPOTENT, so our delicious Ms Chatterly must seek sexual fulfillment somewhere else, so why not the estate's fit stud lumberjack. This really brings out his angry and enraged side, something I see in these scenarios from other films, one I previously mentioned. Another example but out of this scenario, where I was drawing on the very erotically charged. Cage pic, Zandalee. But before seeing it, I knew what to expect and I was right, a Kristel, skin film, in the facade of something more, or respectable too. But I do respect the nude and sex bits.

Better than expected version of the old smutty D.H. Lawrence story of a posh bit having an affair with a rough games-keeper.To be honest, I'd probably say the BBC version with Sean Bean around 1995 was a lot more sleazier. Most of the sex here is done in a jokey style, if that makes sense. Kristel is dubbed I bet you. I've not looked at IMDb.com yet, but I'm betting she was. Nicholas Clay is hilarious in his role as Mellors. It's like a porn star version of Gazza when he talks. You wouldn't think that accent comes from his mouth.Bloody excellent soundtrack too. Current searching to see if it available anywhere.Mildly recommended.

The plot of D.H. Lawrence's famous novel of passion and mores is lifted mostly intact, but everything has a dumbed-down and trashed-up quality that makes the resulting adaptation anything but faithful. Sylvia Kristel once again proves inadequate to the task of carrying a movie, and what's more looks much older than her real age (28), as well as that of the even younger character Lady Chatterley. Instead of smoldering with forbidden passion, she seems listless and uninterested in the affair that is central to the story's power. Nicholas Clay also seems unconvincing as the virile but coarse Mellors. Why he would be the object of romantic fascination for any woman of class seems a mystery not worth investigating. The pastoral look of the film is pretty nice, plus it also features good period detail and costumes, but the script is extremely weak and the dramatics - especially among the supporting performances - are just not sharp enough to properly drive a story of class betrayal and social scandal. Approach with extreme caution.

One of literature's most controversial and secretly read novels ever is given a somewhat shallow, but surprisingly faithful and opulent, treatment in this dewy film. Kristel plays a young woman of high social standing whose husband Briant is badly wounded during WWI. He cannot walk nor, more importantly, make love, and the passionless, lonely world Kristel inhabits on their expansive, but bleak estate begins to take its toll on her. Briant encourages her to take a lover, an idea that she finds unpleasant until one day she chances upon the gamesman (Clay) giving himself a soapy wash behind his shelter. Fascinated by what she's seen, yet aware that he is of another class and manner, they embark on a tenuous friendship that eventually turns sexual. Kristel is physically reawakened and finds much solace and pleasure in Clay's company, sexually and otherwise. However, her relationship with Briant suffers when he suspects that she's done what he asked of her, but with someone far beneath them in the social strata. An overbearing nurse (Mitchell) only adds to the estrangement, taking on a maternal role with Briant and wavering between wishing happiness for Kristel while beginning to take her place at the same time. Kristel, not someone who's ever been known for her incredible acting skills, is decent here if a bit vacant at times. She's on hand primarily because of her exotic looks and her lack of modesty about performing nude. She's undeniably striking and does manage to perform several scenes with freshness and commitment. Briant overacts tremendously, not aided at all by two very obnoxious eyebrows, and plays his role with a lack of dimension. He's annoying, nasty and condescending practically all the time, taking most of the chances for compassion or empathy away. Clay is wonderful. Like Kristel, he was never one to shy away from abandoning his clothes, but he also presents a multi-faceted character, one who knows his station in life, but can't help but wish for more. His bathing scene is a real eye-opener. Mitchell is hard to read, perhaps intentionally, but certainly excels at playing the controlling and overstepping nursemaid aspects of her character. Considering the director and producers (and cast), this could have been a lot worse. A decent atmosphere is established thanks to a truly magnificent house filled with many lovely furnishings and with sizeable grounds. Considering the budget, the makers accomplished a lot with a little. Costuming leans toward the impressive too, with only an occasional misstep (Lady Chatterley in pants?!) Though the film does away with some of the supporting characters of the novel and glosses over some of the deeper aspects of it, this remains a pretty valid representation of the story and manages at least a bit of suspense for those who don't know the outcome. This was a staple of pay cable television in the early 80's, affording many folks to pore over the attractive bodies of it's stars in their extended and frank love scenes.