I loved Charlie Hunnam since Undeclared, and he would be an amazing Christian Grey. I can imagine him rocking the hell out of a Tom Ford suit, brooding, curling his mouth, or flirting with just his eyes and a smirk. But I don’t know how he’ll keep up his hotness when those laughable lines from 50 Shades comes spewing out of his mouth. If only 50 Shades was birthed from a more competent writer, the character of Grey could’ve been this vulnerable, flawed, yet ultimately transformed character who, despite of his affinity for violence in bedroom, shows that he just craves redemptive love. But instead women and girls everywhere actually LOVE this guy from the book, the one who is physically, emotionally and psychologically abusive to the girl he clings to, using sex to simultaneously, and wrongfully, express intimacy, love, AND punishment and derision to this girl. And he is her first love AND only! Are we supposed to believe that his influence on this girl was not more psychologically scarring?
I sincerely hope girls out there who have impressionable minds do not desire and seek an EL James’ Christian Grey version for themselves. Seriously though, as if some girls don’t already have a skewed attraction meter (judging from the observed and proven fact that some girls like jerks who treat them badly), this fangirling is proving to be moving us into a worse direction.
There’s a difference between psychological, physical abuse and experimentation into a person’s sexual limits. There’s a difference between objectifying possessiveness and the endearing jealousy of a lover. And there is a glaring flaw in Anastasia. Becoming more “adventurous” and “dominating” in her sex life does not correlate with true inner strength and growth. She would’ve had to rely on herself first, and discover who she is without, and despite, Christian. Instead we’re expected to believe that this relationship was the Cinderella story of this century and not the toxic, mind-f*cking, dangerous liaison that it truly was.
P.s. Every time i read the phrase “Oh my” I’m imagining Professor Farnsworth from Futurama. He’s an old man.
And “inner goddess” never fails to induce a chuckle out of me.