Ken Russell's deep-purple summoning up of the D.H. Lawrence "spirit." This is the movie that initially launched Russell, whom even many of his early backers have been repentantly, vengefully, and quite rightly trying to shoot down ever since. Starring Oliver Reed and Alan Bates, the latter in his seventeenth or so nude scene, and several women who behave very exorbitantly, dancing abandonedly in the drawing room, taunting bulls in the pasture, colliding with a side of beef hanging in the meat market, and baring their bodies with enormous, slack-shouldered, masochistic self-loathing. (1970) — Duncan Shepherd
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