As soon as Ana discovers Christian’s handgun in a secret drawer, we can predict exactly how it will be used (i.e. The second half is even worse, as the storyline careens toward an outlandish kidnapping plot that drew unintended audience laughter. These filler scenes include a random explanation for Ana’s promotion (“You were gone, so you got a raise!”) revisionist history of past events (Guess what? The helicopter crash from “Fifty Shades Darker” was planned!) and a tonally-inconsistent car chase fleeing a stalker SUV (this should be some creepy “Fatal Attraction” stuff, but the upbeat soundtrack doesn’t mind). But in screenplay structure, it’s the laziest possible approach, recalling soft-core porn where the intermittent “plot” scenes don’t matter. Sure, “Fifty Shades” never pretended to be high art when it made you blush flipping pages by the pool. Seriously, keep a running tally and you’ll see its lackadaisical construction. Any self-respecting moviegoer has to admit that this script is about as lazy as it gets.įor the entire first half, every other scene is a sex scene. When the first novel arrived in 2011, it was the year that Rihanna sang, “Chains and whips excite me.” But in our post-Weinstein world of 2018, the dominant-submissive concept feels odd.Įven if we table the notion of zeitgeists, the film’s failures exist beyond our broader cultural shifts. While Dornan’s take is dead as a doornail, Johnson gets one sassy scene where she tells off a flirty architect, reminding us of her Tippi Hedren and Melanie Griffith pedigree.īut while the two S&M lovebirds get plenty of time in the sack - and the shower, and the passenger seat, and the barber’s chair - it feels like an idea past its expiration date. If you liked the books, I suppose you’ll like to see every steamy detail come to life, and if you liked the previous movies, you likely won’t mind the forced chemistry between Johnson and Dornan. Business & Finance Click to expand menu.
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