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Starring: Emma Corrin, Jack O’Connell, Matthew Duckett, Joely Richardson, Ella Hunt, Faye Marsay
OUR RATING: ★★★★☆
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Netflix period romantic drama directed by Laure de Clermont-Tonnerre. Lady Chatterley’s Lover (2022) centers on Lady Constance Chatterley (Emma Corrin), a woman born into wealth and privilege, who finds herself married to Clifford (Matthew Duckett), a man she no longer loves. However, when she meets Oliver Mellors (Jack O’Connell), the estate’s gamekeeper, she soon engages in a secret torrid affair that leads her to sexual awakening. When she realizes that she has fallen heart and soul in love, she faces a decision, follow her heart, or return to her husband and endure what society expects of her.
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'What we have together is different than anything I've ever known. There's a little flame between us. It's always burning. And I've come to believe that tending a fire like that is purpose enough for any life.' - Oliver Mellors Click To Tweet
Best Quotes
Connie Reid: I, Constance Reid, take you, Clifford Chatterley, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better and for worse, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health.
Hilda: [referring to being married] How does it feel?
Connie Reid: I don’t know. Ask me tomorrow.
Hilda: Couldn’t you have just had sex with him?
Connie Reid: Hilda! Be serious.
Hilda: I am. It’s much less commitment, and it’s all Clifford will want anyway.
Connie Reid: Clifford’s not like that. You know him. He’s kind and thoughtful. He makes me feel safe. His family’s more traditional than ours, I suppose, but I think his own views are actually quite progressive.
Hilda: [to Connie] I don’t want to see you get hurt again. You open your heart so easily.
Connie Reid: Dearest Hilda, I knew the war would change us all, but I just wasn’t sure how much. It feels as though it ended half a lifetime ago, not just half a year.
Clifford Chatterley: [referring to not being able to have sex] I love you, Con. This is misfortune, but you’ll see. We’ll be happy here at Wragby.
Clifford Chatterley: And you were an army lieutenant.
Connie Reid: I was, sir.
Clifford Chatterley: Do you honestly believe that a return to gamekeeping will be satisfying after your time as an officer?
Connie Reid: Bit of quiet’d do me good. I’ve seen enough of what war does to men.
Clifford Chatterley: As have I.
Connie Reid: [in her letter to Hilda] It is quiet here in the country. I miss the life we had in London, and, of course, I miss you. But we have to live, I suppose, no matter how many skies have fallen.
'Life is what we make of it.' - Connie Reid (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: Apparently, my old friends all seem to think misfortune is contagious.
Clifford Chatterley: There are days I wish I hadn’t made it back.
Connie Reid: Clifford. Don’t talk like that.
Clifford Chatterley: I’d be lost without you, Con. You know that.
Clifford Chatterley: Almost be a good thing if you had a son by another man.
Connie Reid: You’re not serious?
Clifford Chatterley: Why not?
Connie Reid: Why not? Because we’re married. I married you, Clifford. Why would you even suggest such a thing?
Clifford Chatterley: [referring to Connie having a baby by another man] Well, of course, I wouldn’t want you to yield yourself completely to him. But the mechanical act of sex is nothing when compared to a life lived together. As long as you govern your emotions accordingly, we ought to be able to arrange this thing as simply as a trip to the dentist.
Connie Reid: And you wouldn’t mind what man’s child I had?
Clifford Chatterley: Oh, no. I trust your judgment. You wouldn’t let the wrong sort of fellow touch you. It has to be someone of the utmost discretion. The Chatterley name depends on it.
Connie Reid: Would you expect me to tell you who this man was?
Clifford Chatterley: Best I don’t know.
'We have to live, I suppose, no matter how many skies have fallen.' - Connie Reid (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: I’m not really a part of this world.
Michaelis: [to Connie] There must be days when you don’t feel like a lady at all.
Clifford Chatterley: [referring to the review of his book] “A wonderful display of nothingness.”
Connie Reid: It’s just one review.
Clifford Chatterley: But they’re right. They’ve seen right through me. It’s all nothing. A home, love, sex, marriage, friendship, all of it.
Connie Reid: You don’t mean that.
Clifford Chatterley: I think I do. I do. The whole point of living is learning to accept the great nothingness of life.
Hilda: Connie’s not well, Clifford.
Clifford Chatterley: You think?
Hilda: She’s exhausted. Look how thin she’s gotten. I’m afraid it doesn’t suit her to be a half-virgin.
Clifford Chatterley: This chair doesn’t very much suit me either, Hilda. What do you propose we do? Shall we find her another of your German soldiers?
'The whole point of living is learning to accept the great nothingness of life.' - Clifford Chatterley (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Hilda: [to Clifford] Who do you think is taking care of her while she’s taking care of you?
Mrs. Bolton: You think your know how life will be, and suddenly it’s gone.
Connie Reid: This is a lovely little cottage. You live alone here?
Oliver Mellors: Quite alone, milady.
Connie Reid: You read James Joyce?
Oliver Mellors: That one was hard to find.
Connie Reid: Do you read much?
Oliver Mellors: Well, it suits my solitary nature.
Connie Reid: Still. Must be awfully quiet around here.
Connie Reid: Interesting fellow, isn’t he, the keeper? He seems gruff at first, but then…
Mrs. Flint: You know, the older teachers still talk about how clever Oliver Mellors was as a lad. It’s no wonder he came back home a full lieutenant.
Mrs. Bolton: Busy hands, quiet mind.
'You think your know how life will be, and suddenly it's gone.' - Mrs. Bolton (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: I never knew this hut was here before.
Oliver Mellors: Not many do. It’s why I like it.
Connie Reid: [referring to the hut] I thought it was quite lovely. I might go and read my book there sometime.
Clifford Chatterley: Still reading books by that degenerate Irishman?
Connie Reid: What? James Joyce?
Clifford Chatterley: I heard his next is to be banned for obscenity.
Connie Reid: Such a shame. I was looking forward to reading it.
Connie Reid: [referring to Mellors] I don’t think he liked me having freedom of the castle.
Clifford Chatterley: Well, that’s what comes of making lieutenant. They can never go back to being gamekeeper. What do you expect, giving a fellow like that rank and a sense of importance, then taking it all away?
Connie Reid: Don’t you think the miners have led grim enough lives? I mean, couldn’t you just help them move on?
Clifford Chatterley: To what? Begging? “Help them move on.” You talk like a woman.
Connie Reid: Spoken like a man.
'I've felt my heart opening up again. Despite all warnings. And I can assure you, nothing about it has been easy.' - Connie Reid (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: [referring to the chicks] Can I touch one?
Oliver Mellors: Yeah, go on.
Connie Reid: What if it pecks at me?
Oliver Mellors: Just peck it back.
Connie Reid: [referring to the chick] He’s trembling.
Oliver Mellors: You’re trembling more than he is.
Oliver Mellors: [after Connie embraces him] So that’s how it’s been, eh? Don’t cry.
'You've got to cut them parts of you that feel off, if you're going to send men into mines, or factories, or into battle. It's either that, or you live with what you've done.' - Oliver Mellors (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: [to Oliver, before they start having sex] Please don’t go.
Oliver Mellors: Don’t you think folks will become suspicious if you keep coming here? Imagine how lowered you’d feel, you with your husband’s gamekeeper.
Connie Reid: You afraid?
Oliver Mellors: I bloody well am. I bloody well am. Yeah. Not of what people think of me, milady. But if you were to ever feel sorry for what we’ve been…
[she kisses him]
'It's amazing, isn't it? How someone can get so into your blood.' - Connie Reid (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: Do we still feel like strangers?
Oliver Mellors: Not like strangers I’ve ever known.
Connie Reid: My dear sister, I’ve thought a lot about what you said at the wedding. That I open my heart too easily. That may have been true before the war, but I don’t think it is any longer. Lately, I’ve felt my heart opening up again. Despite all warnings. And I can assure you, nothing about it has been easy.
'Seems a wrong and bitter thing to be bringing a child into this world.' - Oliver Mellors (Lady Chatterley's Lover) Click To Tweet
Connie Reid: [referring to the middle if the woods] What? Here?
Oliver Mellors: Aye, milady. Right here.
Connie Reid: Don’t call me that.
Oliver Mellors: You don’t want to be a lady?
Connie Reid: Not with you.
Oliver Mellors: You would want coarser treatment with me?
Oliver Mellors: No, don’t turn away. Look at me.
Connie Reid: I want you to f*** me.
Oliver Mellors: You want me to f*** you?
Connie Reid: Yes.
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