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A couple of days ago I finished reading the controversial novel 50 Shades of Grey. First and foremost I felt like I was the last woman on the planet who hadn’t read the erotic novel that was on the nightstands of every woman in America, or so the news claimed. For heaven’s sake my mother has read it already and I have been blasted by several friends that it was a definite must read. So…I bought the book from one of my favorite book stores, Barnes & Noble.
At first I was intrigued by the perfect man with grey eyes and a sultry look described in the beginning of the novel. When I read I typically associate a Hollywood actor and for whatever reason I kept placing the face of Stuart Townsend, Charlize Theron’s old flame. As the pages went on to describe him the more Stuart seemed to fit. Although I did go back and forth between him and Michael Sheen but ultimately Stuart seemed to play the main character the most.
I was taken back by the turn the book made. I knew it was going to be erotic and sexual but I didn’t realize the author was going to take us into a mentally disturbed state of BDSM. For a girl who typically reads the likes of John Grisham, Michael Palmer and Jeffry Deaver this was a very new experience for me. I have never been into the submissive/dominant thing and really have never understood the relationship between the two in the bedroom.
Ultimately I was disappointed by the naivety of the main female character Anastasia. She seemed lackluster and immature. Her inner goddess was a constant contradiction and she said “jeez” WAY TOO MUCH! It’s hard for me to believe that the main male character, Christian, would intend to carry on his idea of a relationship with a virgin and freak out so much about the way his newly acquired submissive ate and slept…and the contract? Don’t get me started.
When I finished the book I looked at my husband and the look on my face must have said it all. That was fifty shades of…what the hell? Not what I anticipated and strangely disturbing. The insecurity that both main characters were plagued by throughout the whole book was shocking. Don’t touch someone that you are supposed to be intimate with? What the hell? I’m going to spank the crap out of you but don’t touch me? A little weird.
The book is the first of a trilogy and I am unsure as to whether or not I want to finish it. The relationship ended up the way I figured the book should have started but then…it wouldn’t have been a very long book. So, now I wonder what path the author led her main characters. Did they eventually find love in the end and relinquish the BDSM part of the relationship? If you’ve read it…let me know your thoughts.