Neither Ben nor I have ever watched or read any of the 50 shades series. Two of my female bosses have told me that it is good stuff. One had read the book and said she fell in love with Grey. The other had watched the movie and spoke warmly of the effect it had on her. Simon told me it was awful, and Simon is into all sorts of sex kinks, fetishes and toys, but he said it is an insult to BDSM.
Ben pointed out to me that it was going to be on television here. I asked Ben if we could try watching some of it together. Normally a romantic movie, or a film with a hot sex scene enhances our mood before bedtime. Less than an hour into this film and I was hating it. I know hate is a strong word, but that’s how I felt. I don’t normally watch something that makes me want to jump through the screen and smack the main character as hard as I can.
Ben said he was cringing. I was just angry. What a meathead that Grey guy is. The girl – is she supposed to be like that? Or was it terrible miscasting? Can someone give me a shovel so I can dig a deep hole and bury that film – that horrendous insult to what it is to be a human.
I am going to bed in a bad mood because I have never been so provoked by Hollywood, or is it more the writer that is to blame? Ben is going to have to sooth me and pacify me because at the moment I still want to punch Grey, the utter bundt-for-a-brain, who I presume is supposed to be attractive. What! He would attract punches and slaps and hard kicks in the googley-wotsits!