Let’s knock it off with the Fifty Shades of Grey shall we? Let me start off by saying I have not read any of the trilogy or seen the movie. I did however see a live parody of it last night and watch Peter K. Rosenthal’s review of the movie for The Onion. And based on the number of academy members who vote for the Oscars without actually seeing the films, by pop culture standards I’m qualified. It tried to read a synopsis. I really did. I do my due diligence for this blog. But I just couldn’t get through it. Why does it take this chick so long to realize she has the short end of it? Free car or not? And come to find out there are three of these turds. It’s gotta be global warming.
By all accounts of note these books are written badly. It’s just a bad book. It’s not even a book really. It’s pages from fanfiction.net that have a bunch of sex in it. Sex. That’s why it is popular. The movie is popular too. Because it has sex in it – dirty, taboo sex. But it’s out of a book. So that makes it okay for cougars to go see it. It’s not like it is porn. It’s a novel brought to life. It's crappy. Stop spending money on it.
I for one never intend on going to my local BAM! for porn. No way. Admittedly I like a little plot with my porn. But I am still going to pornhub.com and watching it for free in the privacy of my own home and not at my book club’s viewing party. Because this is ‘Merica. And that’s how we do.