Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Let me start off by saying I didn’t want to like this book. And it is definitely not a book you’d want to recommend to your mom! I had heard mixed reviews of the book from several people, including Brittany at Barefoot Foodie.
All I had heard about this book was that it:
1. is poorly written
2. repetitive
3. the author’s first book she’s ever written.
4. basically porn on paper
I wasn’t going to bother spending the $9.99 on my Nook to even buy it, because I figured I would only get through the first few pages and then my OCD would kick in and I’d have to start circling errors with a red pen.
Then one of my co-workers revealed to me that she had read the first book, and not only did she like it– but she went ahead and read the other two in the trilogy as well. Her book club was even going to read it!
So $9.99 was charged to my debit card quicker than Anastasia Steele could bite her lip.
Fifty Shades of Grey is based on a college student named Anastasia Steele, who fills in for her college newspaper friend and goes to interview a rich young bachelor named Christian Grey.
1. Christian is HOT,
2. he’s sexy
3. he’s got grey eyes
4. He also goes wild for Ana biting her lip when she gets confused or upset about something.
Each of these facts will be repeated about a kazillion times in the book.
Anastasia (Ana) is a virgin, and falls for Christian immediately. She senses something odd about him, but can’t quite place her finger on it. Until she is presented with a proposition from Mr. Grey. He has a fetish for BDSM, and wants to be the dominant to Ana’s submissive character.
Even though Christian is freaky as all get out, and Ana is stupid as stupid can be, I still liked this book.
Did I love it? I don’t know. It was very intense, very graphic, and sometimes more than I could handle. The book details some pretty intense sexual encounters between the two, and will open your eyes to the world of sado-masochistic sex.
There were some flaws in the book, though. Ana is supposed to be an American college student, yet the words she uses makes her sound like a British prude. For example, I have never in my life heard any college student use the word “taciturn.”
In addition to her unbelieveable language, she also is a college student that does not own a laptop nor know how to use one. She borrows all of her clothes from her friend, and she has no knowledge of birth control. She also is a college student that seems to be OK with a grown man whom she hasn’t even known for that long bending her over his knee and spanking her hard enough to bring tears to his eyes. Which really is no surprise, since she spends most of the book crying about one thing or another anyway.
Now that I have pretty much talked you out of reading this book, just go buy it and read it for yourself. Then you can come and tell me how much you hated it, while we exchange knowing glances about the down ‘n’ dirty sex that went on in a mere 391 pages, and the fact that no one wants to admit that they loved this book for fear someone assume they are into being tied up and spanked.
Go ahead. READ IT. I’ll be busy moving on to the second book in the trilogy, Fifty Shades Darker.
C’mon… you know you want to. Because despite all the negative annoying things in this book, it’s just freaking HOT.
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