Fifty Shades of Grey
by EL James
YEAH, that’s right, I read it.
I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, that’s allowed. Right, sisters?
So the “plot” involves 21-year old virgin (good luck finding one of those) Ana, a college student who luckily also happen to be a “total babe”.
She has a chance meeting with rich, handsome, businessman Christian who, unluckily, happens to be a psychopath in the bedroom.
Naturally, Ana immediately falls for his “charms” and after that there’s lots of hanky-panky of the unusual kind. Lots of it. Lots and lots and lots of it. Nothing else happens.
Much has been made of how badly written this book is, correctly as it turns out. It’s drivel.
There’s a ridiculous amount of eye-rolling and lip biting, the phrase “inner goddess” is used every other sentence and as for the frequent references to “foil packets”, well...
So, for a smartly written, thoughtful work of literature, look elsewhere.
But if you want to laugh at a so-bad-it’s-good load of old codswallop until your windows rattle, then this is the book for you.