Fifty Shades Film Stars Announced

Fifty Shades Film Stars Announced

The lead roles in the film adaptation of mega-billion bestseller Fifty Shades of Grey were announced and here they are.

Dakota Johnson will star as Anastasia Steele and Charlie Hunnam as Christian Grey in the highly anticipated film adaptation of the erotically charged novel Fifty Shades of Grey.

Sorry, it’s not Matt Bomer or Ian Somerhalder for the part of Christian. But I can’t say I’m totally disappointed with Charlie Hunnam. I think he’ll do well.

Charles Matthew “Charlie” Hunnam (born 10 April 1980)[1] is a British actor and screenwriter. He is perhaps best known for his roles as Nathan Maloney in the Channel 4 drama Queer as Folk, Lloyd Haythe in the Fox comedy series Undeclared, Pete Dunham in the film Green Street Hooligans, Jackson “Jax” Teller in the FX series Sons of Anarchy, and Raleigh Becket in the film Pacific Rim. On September 2nd, 2013, 50 Shades of Grey author E. L. James announced via Twitter that Hunnam will play the lead role of Christian Grey in the upcoming film adaptation of the series.

I have been posting about Fifty Shades of Grey since before it went mainstream when one online book reviewer slammed it…which caused me to buy it. And it’s been interesting to see how everything has unfolded for the book, and for the author, since that time. I think it’s telling in the sense that even though one book reviewer might not like something, that doesn’t mean it’s a bad book and that other people aren’t going to like it. In this particular case, with Fifty Shades, it’s not only telling it literally screams in volumes that the reviewer miscalculated that one by more than the proverbial mile.

You can read my past blog posts on the topic here. And just for your own personal amusement, I wrote this post the day I discovered Fifty Shades through that bad book review…weeks before it actually hit the mainstream as a big book.

I love irony. AND karma.

If you notice, I didn’t even mention the title of Fifty Shades of Grey because I didn’t want to start a shitstorm with the book reviewer. And I do believe this is really about personal taste and that reviewer has every right to express an opinion. But the viciousness with which that particular review about Fifty Shades was written made me stop and think, so this is what I wrote.

This afternoon I read a review for a different book on a well known romance review web site that was scathing. The reviewer had one of those peculiar names, which is a red flag for me at once. When I can’t pronounce a reviewer’s name, I tend to trust her less. She reviewed the book with the lowest possible rating, and then went on to rip the book to shreds in what appeared to be a narrative that resembled a short story more than a book review.

I didn’t read the book in question. I don’t know the author. I was simply perusing. To be completely honest, I DNF the review because as reviews stand it was awful. There is nothing more annoying than a book reviewer who can’t get the basics out fast, simple, and neat. I lose patience and interest if a review is too damn long. I would imagine others feel the same way. Who has the time?

All this aside, after I read the review I went to Amazon to check out reader reviews for the book in question. Huzzah! The largest percentage of customer reviews on Amazon for this book were five star rave reviews. There were a handful of three star reviews. And one or two one star reviews.

If I recall correctly, Fifty Shades of Grey only had about 200 reviews back then it was so new.

Photo, here.

The Perfect Example of Subjective…And an Idiot

In the post before this, I talked about how writing is so subjective. And this afternoon while I was lurking around the Interwebs I saw something classic.

I went to a blog I don’t usually frequent, for reasons you’ll understand by the time this post is finished. The author was ranting about other poorly written author blogs…in a general sense…and how the authors who maintain these blogs confuse people with too much information and clutter. I’m not joking either. This was a full fledged rant and my jaw was on the keyboard.

This is something I would never do, and most bloggers I know wouldn’t do it either. I got to know a lot of bloggers when I worked for and I grew to respect them all. Blogs are personal online publications that, in a sense, reflect our individual personalities. And they are free!! When I go to a blog, it’s almost like being invited into someone’s home; I’m a guest. This is how personal the experience is…for me. And no one with any amount of decency would criticize someone’s home.

I won’t go into detail about the rant. But what I found interesting while reading the author’s extremely negative post is that while this author/blogger was criticizing and ranting about everyone else’s blog, HER blog is published in beige on beige. The photo above is a good example. The background is beige, the print is beige, the post titles are beige, and I have a feeling this author’s life in general is pretty beige. The words blend into the background and all that beige is so difficult to read you can’t look at it for too long without blinking.

I’m really not dissing the author’s blog. I’m dissing the rant and calling attention to the irony. While this author is ranting about other blogs being too confusing and filled with clutter, HER blog is so beige it’s virtually impossible to read.

I’m also pointing out an example of subjectivity. I’m sure there are some people who love beige on beige blogs and they have no trouble reading them. I’m also sure there are just as many people who love loaded blogs, filled with all kinds of information that isn’t necessarly in detailed order (I do), and they become loyal followers. Blogging is a means of expression, not just a way to promote something. And I’ve always found the most successful bloggers are the people who know this and follow their hearts.

Is There Too Much Sex In M/M?

Wiki says this: Freud established sexual drives as the primary motivational forces of human life…

And I think it depends on who you are. That’s why there are heat levels, so people who don’t want to read explicit sex scenes on paper don’t have to read them. I just finished reading Debbie Macomber and loved every word of it. There wasn’t any sex, and I didn’t mind at all.

But I also think those interesting souls in the m/m community who are always complaining there’s too much explicit sex in m/m aren’t getting any. And most likely never did.