First of all, I have many criticisms. For one thing, "I don't understand you and I'm afraid you're going to leave me" is not a plot; it's your early twenties. Something needs to happen in the story besides inner turmoil and occasional dramatic dead-ends in the real world. For another thing, without the holy triumvirate of "he's young, he's handsome, he's rich," this book goes nowhere. Take away one corner of that triangle, and there's suddenly no attraction to Mr. Grey that can balance out his ferocious need for domineering kink. And lastly, for now, let's just consider that gettin' jiggy with it 7 times a day for three weeks is more than a little physically unrealistic, even considering that the protagonists are nearly perfect people, outside of their self-abhorrence.
Despite all that, and despite the fact that it's so clearly still Twilight fanfic for the further-along, I can't stop reading it.
And that's why I like it.
Say what you will about Fifty Shades. Say it's poorly written-- it is. Say it has no plot-- it doesn't. Say the characters are just as lame as they were in Twilight, but even more self-obsessed-- it's true. But it's still nearly impossible to put down.
And I think that's fantastic.
Any book that raises this many questions and debates is a good thing, to me. If it gets people reading and, better yet, talking, then it's doing what books were meant to do. Books are meant to elevate us from the dreary circuit of everyday life, to provide an escape and make us question the status quo. And this series does both, if a little inelegantly for my taste.
And also, if Goodreads and mainstream media contain any truth, it's giving staid married people some delightfully dangerous ideas. And we all need delightfully dangerous ideas, from time to time.
So I'm in favor of Fifty Shades of Grey. It ain't perfect, but it serves a purpose, and I appreciate that.
It also makes my book look rather tame, so I blush slightly less, which I also dig.
Anyone have any thoughts on 50 Shades?