Who knew it was possible to make a film about sadomasochism so dull?
Somehow director Sam Taylor-Johnson manages to pull it off with her adaptation of E.L. James' notoriously bad erotic novel Fifty Shades Of Grey.
It's about a mousy young woman who is enchanted by the mystery of a boringly broody rich guy with a fetish for getting exactly what he wants. The leading characters are so soap-operish boring, it hurts to see The Fall's Jamie Dornan take such a nosedive in quality with his choices in roles. The dialogue teeters between hilarious and cringe-worthy, while the mundane plotting & pacing makes Twilight look like Citizen Kane. Rumor has it that the film is infinitely better than the book but I have no knowledge of that and cringe to think of how it could get any worse.
1 shade of...yawn...zzzzzzz.
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