Time’s commendation hinges on James’ trilogy – Fifty Shades of Grey, Fifty Shades Darker, Fifty Shades Freed. The first volume, Fifty Shades of Grey, was out of stock so I promptly picked up the second volume, Fifty Shades Darker. I figured that the plot should be easy enough to follow and there shouldn’t be any problem moving from Volume II to Volume I and then to Volume III. After going through Fifty Shades Darker, there’s definitely no Volume I much more Volume III for me.
Fifty Shades Darker starts on the third day after Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey broke up. Steele is a recent college graduate and Grey is some hotshot rich business magnate. Apparently, Steele found Grey too hot to handle and they parted ways.
Only to hook up again (did I say after 3 days?). Steele moves in with Grey. Steele gets to know Grey better. Steele is stalked by Grey’s exes. Steele is harassed by her new boss. Grey gets protective. Grey proposes to Steel. All through these, they have a lot of sex (for a book hyped on BDSM, this is actually a yawner), a lot of ridiculous email messages (how do these people manage to get work done at all?) and a battery of inane conversations (vocabulary here is sorely limited; can somebody give these guys a thesaurus?)
Sorry, just don’t find Fifty Shades sexy. It is flat, repetitive, unimaginative, and… well, grey.
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