A kerosene-on-fire combination: the feverish Ken Russell adapting the shrill D.H. Lawrence ("an aristocrat of the spirit," to borrow a description of the protagonist here). But Russell's kerosene supply is running low -- only the occasional squirt -- and the result is not so much repellent as just dull. Dull and stodgy, even counting the sex bits interlarded with nature symbolism (rain, waterfall, black clouds eclipsing the moon). Sammi Davis, Amanda Donohoe, Paul McGann, Glenda Jackson, David Hemmings. (1989) — Duncan Shepherd
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