So the world and it’s mother are reading 50 Shades of Grey.
I’ve read it and it kept me entertained, and I enjoyed the cringey awfulness of some of the dialogue and I thought the characters were hilariously underdeveloped almost so much so that I thought six people must’ve been writing it (or an author with multiple personalities).
Anyway, I did like the book – not in a Man Booker Prize winner kind of way, more in an ‘Ann and Barry Went to School and Oh Look! They Took Their Pants Off’ kind of way, to
blatantly rob borrow a reference that my boss employed today.
This same boss of mine brought my attention to a most wonderful blog, on which the author (@amberance on Twitter, should you fancy a follow) reviews 50 Shades chapter by chapter.
The result, my friends, is a series of blog posts that are funnier than any book I’ve ever read, and funnier than any blogpost I’ve ever read (which is saying something because I’ve read posts on White Rabbit NI before).
So much so that I would urge you to READ the book just so you can understand the blogger as she rips each scene apart moment by moment and uses every expletive under the sun to express her utter disgust at the idiocy of the characters, situations and the author of 50 Shades herself, E.L James.
Here’s the link, I’ll say no more. If you’ve read it, read this. If you haven’t read it and want to, it is littered with SPOILERS so don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Please note: do not read this while eating your lunch. I hate a fairly serious egg mayonnaise… situation… earlier today. It’s for the best, really.
BY THE WAY, on a side note, 50 Shades is OBVIOUSLY being made into a film, and there are rumours that Ryan Gosling will play Christian. I leave you with that thought.