Fifty Shades of Grey is a a 2011 erotic romance novel by British author E. L. James that was adapted into a 2015 film version. It is the first installment in the Fifty Shades trilogy that traces the deepening relationship between a college graduate, Anastasia Steele, and a young business magnate, Christian Grey. According to David Garrett Brown, "feminists are fucking scared. At least 100 million people, the vast, vast, vast majority of them women, voted with their feet, eyes, purses, and credit cards and purchased the woefully-written book, which is nonetheless simultaneously a masterpiece of anti-feminism. Now comes the film, which will only further titillate millions of middle-aged and young women, and underscore the female desire for male assertiveness and their own submission to such masculine control."[1]
Of note is that the book was originally written as a Twilight fanfiction.
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I don't understand why this is here, this isn't incorrect. Wow, I just said that about RoK, I guess (a very) broken clock is right twice a day.
Sadly, some otherwise civilized people make crap that would stop your heart. Some of it involving actual crap. I had a civil discussion with someone whose fetishes make 50 Shades look like the goddamn Cat in the Hat. He claims to be neither an incel nor a sociopath. I don't think he's lying, I just don't believe his protestations because he shows himself by what he makes.
Feminists are f**king bored. At least this one. At about the hundredth repetition of Grey: "Have you eaten?" Ana: "Crap!" , I wanted to throw it out through the window. Luckily I didn't, as I had it on my Kindle. Like others have said, I wanted to know what the fuss was about. Boring dreams about rich handsome man was all I found.
It's FANTASY, not actual desire. When you read or watch movies, you want to see things that are not your mundane everyday life, but strange things, dreams, sometimes nightmares. Everyone who likes Hannibal doesn't want to be killed and eaten, for example.
Alright, I should probably add something here. I am a male dominant and I have had several female submissives. While it is true that a certain kind of girl (and they are more numerous than you might think and certainly don't betray their submissiveness in their daily behaviour) truly enjoys the sensation of being taken under control, even used and helpless, this relationship is very, very consensual. Indeed, the trust required in the submissive to fully let go and let me take control of her is something that takes a long time to cultivate, and outside of the sexual situations, the relationships have been based on respect and equality. The limits and boundaries of the sub are the unbreakable rules of my behaviour. If a girl has told me she doesn't like X, X does not occur, ever, no matter how much I might want to do it. Only in this way can she let herself disappear and just become her body and her senses, like she dreams of becoming.
TL;DR: BDSM sexual scenes are the polar opposite of rape.
I detest murderers. I'll still play a murderous sociopath in a KOTOR dark side run or an Undertale genocide run. You know why? Because it's not real . It's called fiction. A realm of fantasy in which there are no consequences save those I (or the author/director/whatever) desire and which can be ended or even reset at any time I wish. A realm in which I can be as heroic or villainous as my urges direct without actually hurting anyone.
Words on a page =/= living beings.
Wow, they put a lot of effort into analyzing a series of shitty novels.
I also think the fact that something that started life as a Twilight fan fiction got published and became a bestseller is a huge, "Fuck you!" to all those genuinely talented struggling writers.
Of more of a note both Twilight and Fifty Shades are considered trash by any informed evaluation. Best sellers often happen by hype and like Celine Dionne cd are often never unwrapped.
Do not by any means take this as representative of women overall. And like Trump voter regret, many Fifty Shades readers are sorry they ever read it.
Oh, FFS! Fantasy is not the same as reality. I tried to read 50 shades because I felt like I had to as a librarian. I got 50 pages in before I decided I couldn't handle it because of the shitty writing. I'm a long time romance-romantica-erotica reader, so I know there are plenty of authors that manage to include interesting plots and character development along with sex. The problem is, these books are so stigmatized that, I believe a lot of *people* who would like to read such literature are afraid to check it out of the library and afraid to ask a librarian for recommendations. But 50 shades is mainstream and trendy so it's ok if they read it. If they only knew what the majority of us read!
Everything I hear about that book is more of a "so bad you have to read it just to believe something that lame can get published" kind of deal. Imagine starting with Twilight fanfic that's bad even by the standards of Twilight fan fiction, then make it even worse. Literally, like the wiki claims that's what it is. It started as Twilight fanwank. No joke. Mix in protagonists that are somehow even less likable than the source material and season liberally with what we're supposed to think is BDSM but is instead crude violence and unambiguous abuse. Garnish with a character arc that centers around romanticising a toxic relationship with a full on rapist and trying to save the abusive bastard from his own assholishness, then very suddenly and in defiance of human psychology succeeds. Voila. A perfect crock of shit.
The whole thing sounds like a peek through the eyes and shattered psyche of a battered woman who never shook off the idea that she'll eventually redeem her abuser if she weathers the storm. That quite possibly says some dark things about E.L. James.
(I'm just guessing here but if the story ended with Christian Grey still an unrepentant bastard the book wouldn't sell nearly as well. The idea that you can find the good in someone and redeem them is what traps a lot of people, both men and women alike, in abusive relationships and they convince themselves that if it pays off everything leading up to that salvation can become water under the bridge. Everyone knows someone they wish they could save. Everyone. Nobody wants to face the reality that the only reasonable thing you can do is walk away.)
Like Twilight itself I'm pretty dumbfounded by this drek's popularity. But also like Twilight this maggot ridden pile of reeking garbage is fantasy and things we enjoy in fantasy don't translate to real life. How many men fantasize about being action heroes? How many would be scarred for life actually surviving an onslaught of terrorists/ninjas/zombies/aliens/etc? Valid observation, wrong conclusion. A fantasy will never not be on your terms. Trying to enact this in real life and forcing your will on someone else is a horrific thing. It will be met with resistance, and it will end either with the perpetrator suffering their comeuppance or the victim - and victim they would be - a broken human being.
Since I absolutely refuse to waste 1 second of my time reading that tripe, I couldn't accurately comment on the quality, but if there's any truth to the reviews, it's complete crap that deserves every bit of the mocking it gets.
I posit that most people who read that garbage are either curious, due to the hype, or bored hausfraus looking for a bit of distraction. Nothing more. Although I would expect this bunch of crying man babies to read far too much into the success of a book written for women. I'm also 100% certain that every last 1 of these pitiful excuses for men wishes they could be Mr. Grey, even just once.
Fifty Shades of Grey and Twilight were both written by women, about their fantasies. No, I may not like either, but their fantasies are just as legitimate as my fantasies- mine just happen to be mostly video game related.
The problem starts when you idiots act like all women everywhere have the Fifty Shades fantasies and then get upset when we don't.
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