Long three years later Ive come across an old copy of 50 Shades of Grey. So I got it to see what over 100 million women around the world loved so much -- and what was behind the sudden popuplation boom -- and half-way down the first volume Im in disbelief that something like this actually managed to get published at all. The writing is beyond atrocious, as is the story. The characters do not speak, they murmur. Anastasia flushes, bites her lower lip and says oh my about 20x per page while her extra-terrestrial counterpart either presses his lips into a hard line, smiles wickedly or runs his fingers through his copper hair in exasperation, unless he happens to be running his long finger along his lower lip or cupping her chin while intently gazing at her. His eyes change colour every ten seconds -- yes, that happens in real life all the time. And of course, he is a 28-year-old billionnaire who has 40,000 employees under him and projects going all over the world, in addition to noble philantrophic interests, yet he is also an omni-present mind reader (think god) whos there to hold her hair while she vomits after a party two days after they meet, and forces her to accept a red convertible Audi, which she does only with much squirming and murmuring, for which she gets duly spanked. I am all for erotica, but ladies, this is a sad, sad effort. This book indulges the most naive pubescent female wishes, with minimal skill. Reading this is like eating a huge ball of cotton candy at a ZOO near some goats... sticky sweet while smelling of shit.
Posted on: Sat, 30 Aug 2014 10:41:04 +0000
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