This saga, with its romanticized control-freak hero, poses highly charged questions about what a woman should be willing to sacrifice-autonomy? privacy? friendship?-in order to be loved. The “will she or won’t she?” hot button isn’t about sex.
Having finally read it, I now know that all the publishers jumping on the women’s erotica bandwagon because of this series have missed the point. What, you thought I was going to say “the sex scenes”? Hah.Īctually, Fifty Shades of Grey is the least erotic “erotica” I’ve ever encountered. After fleeing the librarian’s amused scrutiny, I was soon alone with the book on my couch, reading it in exactly the manner you might expect: flipping through its slow sections to get to the good stuff. I decided the opportunity to study this would be worth a little checkout desk embarrassment.
