I recently borrowed this book from a friend. Admittedly, I
wanted to see what all the hype was about and wanted to meet the illustrious
Mr. Christian Grey. Fast forward 24 hours and I wish un-reading
was possible. This book shouldn’t have been
marketed as romance. It is 100% badly
written fantasy fiction.
Fifty shades is atrocious writing. E.L. James does not know to descriptive word and she repeats
incessantly. Just because a writer puts
loquacious or laborious in a few paragraphs does not make them a decent writer.
It means they took the time to use a Thesaurus.
If someone edited this book and
actually took out all of the repetitions the book would be 100 pages. The following words/phrases should give you a
sense of the novel because they are the only ones E.L. James knows: bites her lip, blushes of crimson, flushes,
cocks his head to the side, holy crap, holy shit, holy cow, he’s so freaking
hot, smirks, mouth in a hard line, gasps, clamber, breath hitches, inner
goddess, and laters, baby. Also if one is going to write
erotica maybe the writer shouldn’t refer to the vagina, clit, labia as down there.
And e-mail as a plot device is boring and lazy.
Ana is bland, boring,
clumsy, naïve and STUPID. She wears
clothes from Walmart and Old Navy which is a horrible crime that no successful billionaire
would be attracted to. But she’s captivating in her own way because the most
beautiful man in the world wants her. Ana’s a virgin, of course, who can’t believe
the most beautiful man in the world wants to spank, whip, and tie her up. Half the book is her conversing
with her inner goddess about why Christian wants to spank, whip and tie her
up. But her inner goddess tells her he's the most beautiful man in the world so...get on with it. Ana loves British
literature so I guess she has some depth? But it seems the only British novel she knows is Tess of the d'Ubervilles. Also, what college graduate in 2011 doesn’t
have an email address? The answer would be Ana who is fortunate to have the most
beautiful man in the world buy her a computer and set up an email account for
her.
Christian Grey. Rough
childhood, self-made billionaire by 27, bachelor, most beautiful man in the
world. Has a yacht, house, helicopter, Audi
R8. He is an obsessive stalker whose
only redeeming quality is he likes to fuck…A LOT. That I
can understand. He has a long index
finger and hooded eyes. He has a beautiful
body in which his pants hang low in that way.
Why does Christian like a girl
with no experience, horrible taste in fashion, has no social skills and is a
virgin? Why does he all of the sudden want to make
love instead of dominate? Maybe James
should have explored this type of psychology.
Instead Christian is a changed man because of the love of a bland, girl
with no particular distinguishing traits who gasps and flushes crimson on every
page. Men don’t change.
Fify Shades is safe, Disney fairy tale erotica. Women want the fairy tale. Christian gives gifts and deep down he’s just a wounded soul looking for the right woman. The sex that Ana and Christian have isn’t
that far into the BDSM world. Tied-up,
blind folded and spanked isn’t earth-shattering to me. I think a lot of women believe they would be
willing to go that far in their relationships. If you decide to read it...enjoy it for the atrocity that it is. I suggest you start a drinking game for all the uses of the variants freaking hot, inner goddess and laters, baby and the three variants of holy shit. Happy reading.