Sunday, February 15, 2015

Fifty Shades of Grey


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Released:  February 13th, 2015
Rated:  R
Distributor:  Focus Features
Starring:  Dakota Johnson, Jamie Dornan
Directed by:  Sam Taylor-Johnson
Written by:  Kelly Marcel
Personal Bias Alert:  haven’t read the book, expected it to be bad

1.5 of 10







            The worst thing your entertainment can be is boring.  Movies, television, books, magazines, and games all exist to fill our free time with relatively cheap and consistent ways to distract ourselves.  Really, keeping your attention is the lowest bar these things have to hit, so when a movie fails to do even that, it’s pretty much an abject failure.  Fifty Shades of Grey, meet abject failure.

             What makes the whole Fifty Shades debacle even more frustrating is that they weren’t trying for anything difficult.  The entire selling point is sex, particularly the BDSM-infused sexual awakening of a college student named Anastasia Steele.  This might be a good time to note that the film is based on Twilight fan-fiction, but the salacious premise and ridiculous character names makes it seem more like an adaptation of a porno.  The other main character?  Christian Grey, because he’s the experienced dominant, so of course he has to have an ironically wholesome sounding name.

            What minor defense I can muster for this film is that it is well made.  The $40 million budget certainly wasn’t wasted, as the set design, costumes, lighting, hell, even the cinematography is well done.  None of it was particularly impressive, but it’s all very solid.  Still, even a master at these things needs a story to make a satisfying movie.  Don’t believe anyone who tells you that ‘so-and-so is so great I would watch his/her film if it was a two hour shot of a boot.’  If anyone says that to you, have them sit down and watch Fifty Shades of Grey.  They will change their mind.

            The failure of this film can be tracked back to an incident early in the writing process when Kelly Marcel turned in the first draft of what she assumed would be an NC-17 film.  Universal Studios then shot the film’s fatal blow, giving feedback that Fifty Shades must get an R-rating.  An R-rated, mainstream film is entirely the wrong medium for this material.  With the MPAA’s restrictive guidelines on sex, filmmakers are already wary about how they show traditional sex and are pretty much banned from showing anything that strays from the norm if they want to stay in R territory.  With the backing of Universal, one of the six studios that are members of and fund the MPAA, they were able to slide in more than I was expecting, but even then it’s only the tamest of BDSM acts.  Even worse, the sex scenes are barely able to start.  They’re cut so short that the scenes never feel all that sexy and barely register in the grand, 2+ hours that this film takes from your life. 

            The rest of the ‘plot,’ which everyone knows was just filler in the books, is some of the dullest, most déjà vu inducing sequences I’ve ever seen slapped together.  The romance between Anastasia and Christian (feel free to chuckle again at their names) starts and continues without reason or ounce of chemistry.  Their conversations are, without variation, about how Christian wants to go further and Anastasia isn’t ready.  The amount of time spent on this same conversation, in which they’re barely able to reference the actual acts they’re talking about, is pretty much the embodiment of the Charlie Kaufman line “Constantly talking isn’t necessarily communicating.”  In fact, I take that back.  The constant talking in this film is definitely not communicating.

            There’s many more things I could say about this film, like how troubling it’s judgmental stance on BDSM and untraditional sex acts are, how revolting it’s dialogue is, and how it utterly lacks a climax (pun completely intended), but I’m going to let it lie.  I’ve already given this film far more of my time than it deserves.

            Other Notes:
Ø  Director Sam Taylor-Johnson either had never seen The Fall or was intentionally referencing it in the opening shots of Jamie Dornan running.
Ø  For anyone who’s sad that the tampon incident from the book wasn’t filmed, here’s a link to a poem you might like.  Warning, it’s graphic.  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kiRWkIZ9p3o
Ø  My favorite lines are the ones that were intentionally bad:
“It’s just behind this door."
“What is?”
“My playroom.”
“Like your Xbox and stuff?”

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