Fifty Shades of Grey is definitely not about what I thought it was about. After hearing about the book, I thought I was in for two hours of pure, unadulterated, uninterrupted sex like I had never seen before. To my surprise, it was bordering on a sick man’s love story, starring Anastasia “Ana” Steele, a twenty-one-year-old (Dakota Johnson) babe in unexplored territory. I would imagine by now, everyone has read the book or seen the movie or both. I had done neither until the movie got an Oscar nod — and not even a major one. I’m so glad I did see it so that I’m in the loop. I really don’t get what the brouhaha was all about. I don’t want to give away anything to those of you who haven’t seen it but REALLY? I’m not sure Fifty Shades of Grey deserved the R rating it received. Then again, I wouldn’t want my grandchildren, under 17 watching it. I wouldn’t want any of them getting ideas about using women as sex objects. The story was descent and I loved the fact that the young lady didn’t get caught up like some women do. She was able to maintain her self esteem and that sent a great message. I also liked the fact that she wasn’t dumb or needy or uneducated. You might say, she was my hero in all of this. Christian Grey (Jamie Dornan), a 27-year-old billionaire entrepreneur who badly needed therapy. Half the problem is admitting you have a problem, which he did. The sex was not earth shattering, Christian was not that good looking (in my opinion) and the movie didn’t rock my world. In other words, it was 50 shades of hype with an okay story line. I wouldn’t say the movie was a waste of time because I actually did enjoy the outcome and the acting wasn’t bad. Fifty Shades of Grey is available on DVD.
[FIFTY SHADES OF GREY is nominated for Original Song]