50 Shades of Grey: Review
How
many of you were the thousands who read 50 Shades of Grey? I was. When it first
came out, a niece of mine asked if I had read it. I said no and her response
was, “What?! I thought, of all people, you’d be the first to read it?” So I
asked her what it was about and she gave me a brief summary. I went home,
looked it up at the library, and reserved myself a copy. A week later, I got
the call to go pick up book one.
The
cover itself is already haunting enough that it seems to invite you in. “Come
in,” it seems to say to its readers. So that’s what I did. I went in and I got
sucked into a world of such unearthly pleasures that I found myself wondering
if all along I was missing something from this world. First and foremost, I am
a married woman. I understand the definition of pleasures created by man and
woman. But writer E.L. James was willing to take it beyond anything I’d read
before and she made the characters come to life on each page that I felt myself
uttering living in Christian Grey’s world until I felt as exhausted as Ana did.
Needless to say, I read the book in a day and a half and was impatiently
waiting for book two.
When
book two arrived, I ate it up in a day and devoured book three in another day.
By the time I was done, I was left exposed to Christian Grey’s world. He was a
dark, mysterious, and taunting character that spoke sensuality from the tips of
his fingers to his perfect skin to the breath on his tongue. Yeah, I was hooked
and was gone the moment I read his name.
So
when I heard the book was turning into a film, I thought, “Oh my God! This is
going to be so great!” I think the biggest mistake I made was hoping that the
Christian Grey in my mind was going to be casted. No one, I mean, no one on
earth looks like the Christian Grey in my mind, and I think I speak for every
woman when I say that. So when the production announced the actors, I sat back
and thought, “That’s it?!” I’m sure hundreds, or maybe I should say thousands,
of women all across America stated the same thing. We were wondering if these
two actors could do the book justice. We were wondering if they could bring to
life the love affair that tortured our souls and mind as it did on the pages of
the book. At first, I thought to myself that this is going to be a big mistake
because Jamie looks nothing like the one I pictured in my head and Dakota is nowhere
near what I had in mind. But as soon as I saw the trailer, I felt as if every
fiber of my being was pulled into the computer screen until I felt I couldn’t
breathe. As a writer myself, I literally knocked myself on the head and
repeated the phrase: “Never judge a book by its cover.”
So I
have to stress to you before you watch the film. PLEASE READ THE BOOKS!! I’ve
heard so many people say to me, “That’s how it ended? That’s dumb.” I end up
rolling my eyes and say, “There are 3 books. Go read it and then figure out why
it ended that way.” Yes, the film will never be the same way the book is
written, which is why you have to read the book. If you were hoping for a
dirty, romp, hard love making where you were left breathless until you thought
your bones were going to be bled dry, you might find you were in for a
different taste. Some have called it cheap porno; some have said it wasn’t
enough; some have said it was nowhere near sexy. I say, just read the book, be
thankful there were actors who were willing to play such daring roles, and
appreciate both for being there for your viewing.
I was
going to watch it alone, but my husband attended with me at the last moment. We
sat in the dark theater for two hours and watched as the magic written on each
page unfolded before my eyes. First things first and this is probably the most
important thing: THE SOUNDTRACK IS TO DIE FOR!! The music is as seductive,
possessive, and sleek as the story is. I just about melted in my seat as I
listened to the lyrics that poured out, drenched in sweat and sultry as the
aching voices reached out to us. I told myself mentally that I need to get my
hands on the soundtrack so that each time I play it, I can be reminded of how
harmonious I felt when I first heard it.
Now,
let’s get down to the actors and the characters they portrayed. Dakota Johnson
was quite a performer. Yes, when I first saw her, I thought, oh no. But Ana was
supposed to be sinless, pure, and ahem, virginal. So when the film opened up
and it showed how clumsy she was right up until she fell on all fours into
Christian’s office, I smiled and knew why she was casted. Her look was simple,
very natural, no mess, no frills kind of girl. I really enjoyed her biting her
lip scenes. Even I was affected because she did it exactly the way the Ana in
my mind performed it.
Jamie,
oh Jamie, wow…now let me get a bit of solace here first. Ok, so he didn’t have
as much muscle mass as I had hoped he would. I wanted large biceps, six pack
abs, and a deeper tone of voice. But what happened on the screen before me? An
immaculate, sublime, and soul sucking man with eyes that pierced into my soul.
How he worked his fingers, his tongue, and his movement just made the Christian
in my mind leap to life. I was more than satisfied with his role than I thought
I would be.
The
story itself was, of course, not as it is in the book. Of course, if we were to
film each scene as it was written, it might be a little bit heavy. There were
14 parts, on my count, that were missing. But I am overtly pleased that they
DID NOT film the tampon scene. For those of you who have read the book, you
understand what I mean. For those of you have not read it, I am not explaining.
Do your homework. Yes, there were some parts that weren’t done exactly as how I
pictured. For example, their first initial meeting; I would have preferred it
if she had stumbled over putting the recorder on the table and asking him if he
was ok with her recording him. His response was, “After you’ve gone to so much
trouble setting up the recorder, you ask me this now?” Yeah, I would have liked
to have seen that.
The
playroom, oh my, the playroom was a vision to see. The little instruments to
the exquisite touch of the red color, made it so alive and so exotic. The
canopy bed, the ceiling, the whips and chains, and the drawers full of
unworldly pleasures. The way how E.L. James had described it came to life in a
way that I never thought possible. It was an amazing sight to witness.
Charlie
Tango, Escala, The Heathman, Jose, Kate, even Taylor was created perfectly that
matched how I had imagined it from my mind. The entire family from Elliot, Mia,
Carrick, to Grace and to Ray, Bob, and Ana’s mother was down to the T. It was a
perfect design that I had a holy smokes moment when each actor came onto the
scene and revealed who was playing who. I had the time of my life adoring each
member of the story.
So…50
Shades of Grey was quite a stir among our lives. It made us all turn upside
down and inside out for the film; it made us chuckle silently in the darkness
of the theaters; it also lingered a feeling of pure madness into our souls. In
summation, I think Christian Grey bled into us a piece of his tortured mind and
soul.
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