Split
It looks like a movie trying to explain the difference between sex and love. This is how Lady Chatterley’s Lover attracts attention and very well. A woman marries a man she’s in love with, he ends up in a wheelchair, sex is absent from their relationship, and one wonders, “Can love exist without physical intimacy?” What first draws this new Netflix film, which adapts a DH Lawrence novel for the screen and reimagines it in a feminine key, is the attention it pays not so much to sex itself as to how much a woman does it it may take man, to the point of betrayal, just to feel sexually desired and satisfied. Lady Chatterley’s lover starts off with good premise, but at least some of them don’t really work on screen. If the contrast between a man who thinks that love equals caring for the other and another man who, on the contrary, thinks that his aim is to satisfy his woman and establish perfect intimacy with her, is interesting, in addition to numerous sex scenes and an infinite number of scenes that are not very functional for the story and make the film last too long, Lady Chatterley’s lover is not so convincing.
This is one of those movies that captivates the plot and you only watch it for that. Then, once you dive into the story, you kind of regret entering into these lengthy relationship dynamics. Something doesn’t work in this film, on the one hand the duration, unfairly exaggerated, and then a little bit of substance, a little more dialogue, a little more dynamic between the characters involved in the story, a little bit more than arguments between husband and wife and between lovers, something is missing more willingness to plunge into the deepest desires of a woman and a man, as well as photography with dark and greenish tones, which certainly will not help to go down in history.
It’s a shame because this story could have given a lot to start a good debate about sex and love, but it’s going to be an erotic romantic comedy and nothing more.
Result: 5