
Reviews

the kind of book that feels less like reading and more like osmosing.. a masterclass in sex & love writing—really, more than that, a masterclass in capturing aliveness on the page.

This book got penguin sued over a word which is flipping iconic. I also kept forgetting it was written by a man (which is the highest compliment i can give a male author).

how did a man write this

In Lady Chatterley's Lover, D.H. Lawrence creates a tale that initially seems a modernist critique of postwar disillusionment, with characters unable to deeply connect. The loveless marriage of Constance and Clifford represents a broader societal breakdown of communication and feeling. However, the book ultimately pursues a different aim - advocating a return to nature and sensual living as an antidote to modern malaise.
The prose is highly repetitive, constantly reinforcing themes of meaninglessness and lack of fulfillment. The love scenes between Connie and Oliver aim for a sense of joyous sensual abandon but do not fully earn or integrate this ecstatic interlude with the whole. The ending seeks closure but falls short for many readers.
The obscenity controversy brought the book much attention but obscured its literary aims. The work contains mixed messages about gender roles and sexuality that may not align with modern sensibilities. While flawed, it grapples with the postwar challenge of rediscovering meaning and connection in a fragmented world. Assessing it requires understanding the philosophical and social context that inspired its extremes. A more balanced critique recognizes the universal themes it aspires to, while scrutinizing its execution.

A fascinating collection of contradictions. Progressive (for the time) writing of sexuality, with conservative sexual ideals. Biting criticism of capitalist society that often still feels relevant today, delivered in a preachy, classical manor. Very pro-sex, but only the traditional, heteronormative sex Lawrence holds as holy. A disdain for vapid intellectualism, but descriptions of sex that read far more spiritual and heady than steamy and physical. (Though some post-coital scenes are written with an intimacy that ring true.) A flawed and fascinating read, with still plenty offer today.

Loved the authenticity and stark honesty of this book. Beautiful use of language to convey the repressed state that was (and to a degree still is) human sexuality.

Uhm... Meh. Somewhat too repetitive in its descriptions. I enjoyed the descriptions of 'sensuous tenderness' and loins and bowels, though.


Alright, so it might be easy to mock (e.g. Connie insists on referring to orgasm as her "crisis"), and it's definitely on the Well of Loneliness / Uncle Tom's Cabin / Yellow Wallpaper side (of books that we can be glad were written and read without wanting to read them ourselves). And sure its idea of class and relative virility is dumb. Also its dichotomising and opposing mind and body, and its revaluation of the body over the mind. And its whole mythology of the phallus. Maybe it reads like a Mills and Boon in places (note that the gruff Northern gamekeeper is really a decorated officer back from the Raj with perfectly fine vowels if he felt like using them)... &c &c

toplumsal sınıf ve cinsellik konuları bağlantılı, paralel olarak anlatılmış. kitap hakkında söylenecek bir şey yok, zor bir kitap değil, yine de çok dağınık. bitirdikten sonra kitaptaki kırıntıları kendiniz toplamanız gerekiyor

While I enjoyed Lawrence's style of writing, and was really impressed that a man could write a woman so well, I felt that there wasn't a point to the story. I didn't gain anything other than the enjoyment of reading the novel. Not that there's anything wrong with that, I guess I just assume that I'd learn stuff from the dead guys, but you know what happens when you assume...

Now I understand why this book was considered such a shocker when it was first published;-)I really enjoyed this read and particularly loved Lawrence's writing style.

This isn’t a story about sex or adultery. It’s a story of love, following one’s heart and growing from a past and present into a promising future. Beautifully written, captivating, and at times even poetic.











Highlights

But she said to him: ‘I only want one thing of men, and that is, that they should leave me alone.’

And that is how we are.

Living is moving...

Shame, which is fear:

Save for his hands...

You only have...

Aristocracy is a function...

And she wondered with rage

And it seemed she was like the sea...

The younger generation ...

And somewhere...

The gentry were departing...

Standart five girls...

And again the dread of the night...

She did not understand

But perhaps it was better

But still, decidedly second

Oh, if only ...

But now Clifford...

To Connie

So Connie...

But it does them no good...

Yet in some...

And dimly....