

1965·Thriller·1h 59m
7.1
★






















A man kidnaps a woman and holds her hostage just for the pleasure of having her there.
Directed by William Wyler
kidnapping
butterfly
bank clerk
confinement
butterfly collector

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Cast

Terence Stamp
Freddie Clegg

Samantha Eggar
Miranda Grey

Mona Washbourne
Aunt Annie

Maurice Dallimore
The Neighbor

Edina Ronay
Nurse / Next Victim (uncredited)

Kenneth More
Miranda’s Older Friend (uncredited)

Allyson Ames
First Victim (uncredited)

David Haviland
Clerk (uncredited)
Crew

William Wyler
Director

Stanley Mann
Screenplay

Maurice Jarre
Original Music Composer

Robert Krasker
Director of Photography

Robert Surtees
Director of Photography

John Fowles
Novel

Terry Southern
Additional Writing

Kathleen Freeman
Dialogue Coach
Popular Reviews
64 reviews
Victoria Delta
8.0★ · 03/09/26

Отличный фильм по одной из моих любимых книг!
Отличный фильм по одной из моих любимых книг!
Somto Umelo
10.0★ · 12/16/25

Really atmospheric and tense. With great performances from the two leads.
Really atmospheric and tense. With great performances from the two leads.
nongardsur
8.0★ · 12/14/25

great adaptation of one of my most favourite novels
great adaptation of one of my most favourite novels
Syd
10.0★ · 11/15/25

RIP Samantha Eggar | March 5th 1939 - October 15th 2025
My God, how can I just noticed about this news after one month left? I mean— the news of her death was not much hype really, unlike Terence Stamp’s death three months ago and this left me shocked </3
now I represent and rewatched The Collector (8 times exactly now), and every single viewing still hits me the same way. Samantha Eggar’s performance remains one of the most haunting, fragile, and quietly powerful portrayals I’ve ever seen. there’s a softness in her fear, a fire in her resistance, and a humanity in every tiny gesture she makes
well, knowing she’s gone now makes this rewatch feel heavier but also more precious. her work here lives on, untouched by time, still just as breathtaking as the first moment I saw it...
thank you so much Samantha for the amazing performances that never fades 🕊🤍
My God, how can I just noticed about this news after one month left? I mean— the news of her death was not much hype really, unlike Terence Stamp’s death three months ago and this left me shocked </3
now I represent and rewatched The Collector (8 times exactly now), and every single viewing still hits me the same way. Samantha Eggar’s performance remains one of the most haunting, fragile, and quietly powerful portrayals I’ve ever seen. there’s a softness in her fear, a fire in her resistance, and a humanity in every tiny gesture she makes
well, knowing she’s gone now makes this rewatch feel heavier but also more precious. her work here lives on, untouched by time, still just as breathtaking as the first moment I saw it...
thank you so much Samantha for the amazing performances that never fades 🕊🤍
RIP Samantha Eggar | March 5th 1939 - October 15th 2025
My God, how can I just noticed about this news after one month left? I mean— the news of her death was not much hype really, unlike Terence Stamp’s death three months ago and this left me shocked </3
now I represent and rewatched The Collector (8 times exactly now), and every single viewing still hits me the same way. Samantha Eggar’s performance remains one of the most haunting, fragile, and quietly powerful portrayals I’ve ever seen. there’s a softness in her fear, a fire in her resistance, and a humanity in every tiny gesture she makes
well, knowing she’s gone now makes this rewatch feel heavier but also more precious. her work here lives on, untouched by time, still just as breathtaking as the first moment I saw it...
thank you so much Samantha for the amazing performances that never fades 🕊🤍
My God, how can I just noticed about this news after one month left? I mean— the news of her death was not much hype really, unlike Terence Stamp’s death three months ago and this left me shocked </3
now I represent and rewatched The Collector (8 times exactly now), and every single viewing still hits me the same way. Samantha Eggar’s performance remains one of the most haunting, fragile, and quietly powerful portrayals I’ve ever seen. there’s a softness in her fear, a fire in her resistance, and a humanity in every tiny gesture she makes
well, knowing she’s gone now makes this rewatch feel heavier but also more precious. her work here lives on, untouched by time, still just as breathtaking as the first moment I saw it...
thank you so much Samantha for the amazing performances that never fades 🕊🤍
Syd
10.0★ · 10/06/25

p.s I know I’ve watched this movie 7 times (am I crazy? 😭) but the more I rewatch it, the more I understand its meaning. It’s not just a psychological thriller or a movie that feels “disgusting,” but I also gained some new insights into human psychology from it! 🫶🏻> ***“You know what I want, it's what I've always wanted. You could fall in love with me if you tried.
Freddie kidnaps Miranda and confines her in a carefully prepared basement. He doesn’t intend to harm her, rather he wants her to fall in love with him, as if affection could grow from forced circumstances. Yet the line between love and possession blurs. Miranda negotiates, tries to escape, and even empathizes with Freddie but all in vain. She becomes a witness to how terrifying love can be when freedom is stripped away
the story unfolds in a small space, charged with psychological tension. Freddie and Miranda reflect two worlds that can never truly align. I can say the one desperate for acceptance, and the other fighting to maintain liberty. In the end, disease and despair bring everything crashing down, leaving a bitter and chilling silence 💔
gosh, istg I felt this is more than a story of obsession. It’s about loneliness spiraling into madness. Freddie isn’t a classic monster, but he’s a human lost. A someone who never learned how to be loved. And that’s where the true horror lies: when love itself becomes a prison
being Freddie hurts too, but being Miranda hurts even more. the tagline was right, almost a love story... 🦋✨️
(anw, miss u so much Terry ❤️🩹)
***I've done everything I could to make it easy. You just won't try!”
it started from Freddie Clegg (played by Terence Stamp, a quiet bank clerk, leads an ordinary life until he wins a large sum from the football pools (tbh i dunno exactly for the counts). Well with this newfound wealth, he buys a remote country house, to keep someone he’s long admired named Miranda Grey (played by Samantha Eggar), a lively and intelligent art studentFreddie kidnaps Miranda and confines her in a carefully prepared basement. He doesn’t intend to harm her, rather he wants her to fall in love with him, as if affection could grow from forced circumstances. Yet the line between love and possession blurs. Miranda negotiates, tries to escape, and even empathizes with Freddie but all in vain. She becomes a witness to how terrifying love can be when freedom is stripped away
the story unfolds in a small space, charged with psychological tension. Freddie and Miranda reflect two worlds that can never truly align. I can say the one desperate for acceptance, and the other fighting to maintain liberty. In the end, disease and despair bring everything crashing down, leaving a bitter and chilling silence 💔
gosh, istg I felt this is more than a story of obsession. It’s about loneliness spiraling into madness. Freddie isn’t a classic monster, but he’s a human lost. A someone who never learned how to be loved. And that’s where the true horror lies: when love itself becomes a prison
being Freddie hurts too, but being Miranda hurts even more. the tagline was right, almost a love story... 🦋✨️
(anw, miss u so much Terry ❤️🩹)
p.s I know I’ve watched this movie 7 times (am I crazy? 😭) but the more I rewatch it, the more I understand its meaning. It’s not just a psychological thriller or a movie that feels “disgusting,” but I also gained some new insights into human psychology from it! 🫶🏻> ***“You know what I want, it's what I've always wanted. You could fall in love with me if you tried.
Freddie kidnaps Miranda and confines her in a carefully prepared basement. He doesn’t intend to harm her, rather he wants her to fall in love with him, as if affection could grow from forced circumstances. Yet the line between love and possession blurs. Miranda negotiates, tries to escape, and even empathizes with Freddie but all in vain. She becomes a witness to how terrifying love can be when freedom is stripped away
the story unfolds in a small space, charged with psychological tension. Freddie and Miranda reflect two worlds that can never truly align. I can say the one desperate for acceptance, and the other fighting to maintain liberty. In the end, disease and despair bring everything crashing down, leaving a bitter and chilling silence 💔
gosh, istg I felt this is more than a story of obsession. It’s about loneliness spiraling into madness. Freddie isn’t a classic monster, but he’s a human lost. A someone who never learned how to be loved. And that’s where the true horror lies: when love itself becomes a prison
being Freddie hurts too, but being Miranda hurts even more. the tagline was right, almost a love story... 🦋✨️
(anw, miss u so much Terry ❤️🩹)
***I've done everything I could to make it easy. You just won't try!”
it started from Freddie Clegg (played by Terence Stamp, a quiet bank clerk, leads an ordinary life until he wins a large sum from the football pools (tbh i dunno exactly for the counts). Well with this newfound wealth, he buys a remote country house, to keep someone he’s long admired named Miranda Grey (played by Samantha Eggar), a lively and intelligent art studentFreddie kidnaps Miranda and confines her in a carefully prepared basement. He doesn’t intend to harm her, rather he wants her to fall in love with him, as if affection could grow from forced circumstances. Yet the line between love and possession blurs. Miranda negotiates, tries to escape, and even empathizes with Freddie but all in vain. She becomes a witness to how terrifying love can be when freedom is stripped away
the story unfolds in a small space, charged with psychological tension. Freddie and Miranda reflect two worlds that can never truly align. I can say the one desperate for acceptance, and the other fighting to maintain liberty. In the end, disease and despair bring everything crashing down, leaving a bitter and chilling silence 💔
gosh, istg I felt this is more than a story of obsession. It’s about loneliness spiraling into madness. Freddie isn’t a classic monster, but he’s a human lost. A someone who never learned how to be loved. And that’s where the true horror lies: when love itself becomes a prison
being Freddie hurts too, but being Miranda hurts even more. the tagline was right, almost a love story... 🦋✨️
(anw, miss u so much Terry ❤️🩹)