Fifty Shades

Book Review - I picked it up out of curiosity a few months ago and absolutely could not get through the first chapter. Salman Rushdie recently said, "I've never read anything so badly written that got published. It made Twilight look like War and Peace." While it pains me to hear War and Peace spoken about that way, his assessment makes the spot on point that Fifty Shades of Grey is extremely, shockingly, distressingly bad.

Rushdie is making a stylistic critique in the article, which should be more than enough of a reason to throw it on the burn pile, but if you're not convinced by that argument and can stand to read sentence upon terrible sentence, then please read this entertaining review on substance. The choicest critique:

"It's this kind of ignorant trash that sets feminism back decades. Women who defend this book are, however unwittingly, participating in some of the most blatant misogyny I've ever witnessed, giving the impression that some women enjoy being debased, abused, and controlled . . . this is a book about one sick, abusive man and his obsession with a young, naive invertebrate. It's a book about a girl who has absolutely no sense of self, who sacrifices any pretense of individuality in order to hold onto a man who doesn't even show her the faintest glimmer of respect. It's about two attention-starved individuals with the emotional maturity of toilet paper convincing themselves that their relationship is 'like, the best thing ever, OMG'. It's trite, insulting, and dangerous. I fear for any impressionable young women who read this and think that this is how an ideal relationship should operate. If nothing else, it should be issued as a guidebook to mothers around the world to show their daughters the kind of man to avoid at all costs. This book does good men (and indeed, all of humanity) a disservice."

What should we make of the fact that 40 million copies have been sold worldwide?