Hello steamy rain sex.

If you haven’t watched the film, read the book instead. It’s┬ásaucier. The fling, which is said to be inspired by Lady Ottoline Morell’s love affair with a stonemason in her employ, reportedly wasn’t published in the UK until the 1960s.

After a crippling injury leaves her husband impotent, the couple’s loveless marriage begins to fall apart. Dealing with deep depression, Lady Chatterley starts to find her husband’s intellectual company intolerable. Enter gruff and handsome gamekeeper Mellors, who lives in some sort of hut structure at the edge of her husband’s grounds.

Of course, he has a crazy wife (Bertha) who interrupts the couple’s bliss by returning from the virtual unknown to ruin everything.

Will Lady Chatterley stick with convention and her unexciting husband, or go off with her rough-and-tumble lover?

Favourite quote: “She understood perfectly well why people had cocktail parties , and jazzed, and Charlestones till htye were ready to drop. You had to take it out in some way or another, your youth, or it ate you up. But what a ghastly thing, this youth! You felt as old as Methuselah, and yee the thing fizzws somehow and didn’t let you be comfortable. A mean sort of life! And no prospect!”

This review was written as part of my 1000 books before 30 challenge. Read more about it here.

Featured image: Creative commons photo by Sarah Barker
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