Did machines write Fifty Shades of Crap Grey? Perhaps.
For those who missed it, here’s Dave Barry’s review of the book.
… Why was this book so incredibly popular? When so many women get so emotionally involved in a badly written, comically unrealistic porno yarn, what does this tell us? That women are basically insane? Yes.
A further depressing note: I spotted some “Fifty Shades” etc. wine this morning. Um, no thanks. (I was tempted to pick up a bottle of “Bourgeois Pig” on a different shelf for the sake of the label.)
Rotten Tomatoes says the movie isn’t very good.
I have yet to read a single positive review of either the book or the movie.
I find myself unendingly shocked by the people I’ve seen reading it (12 year old girls in Hello Kitty gear, 60-something ladies I go to church with). I was led to believe it was quite graphic, graphic in a way that would trigger all my DO NOT WANT sensors.
I haven’t read it. I don’t need to try to in order to know I don’t want to read it.