Does ‘Grey’ Matter (Movie Review)
Kate:
What was he like?
Anastasia: He was polite, intense, smart.
Really intimidating.
Fifty
Shades of Grey is one of those movies that will end up
being credited more for the hype around it than what is actually seen in the
film. This is a film based on the first book
in a trilogy of bestselling erotic romance novels that seemingly aspires to be
placed in the same territory as something like Sex, Lies, and Videotape or Body
Heat, but is far too bland in execution, which seems like the presumed
result of Twilight fan-fiction come-to-life. I imagine there could be plenty to say about
a potential blockbuster film based on a novel by a woman (E.L. James), adapted
by a woman (Kelly Marcel), directed by a woman (Sam Taylor-Johnson), and featuring
a female lead (Dakota Johnson) who takes charge on a man who masks his inadequacies
with a certain kind of appearance and use of dominance behind closed doors, but
it comes more from what the viewer ultimately needs to extrapolate from the
film, rather having a film that more effectively conveys proper purpose in a
story like this. The only caveat I can
provide at this early stage is that I have not read the book, but I doubt the
many giggling women at my screening have read it either.
That is not an attempt
to malign the audience for this film in some way, but it does speak to what the
ultimate goal of this film may be. While
I am not blind to the reputation Fifty
Shades of Grey, the novel, has in regards to its content, I was unaware of
what the actual premise was. Now having
seen the film, it is quite clear that whatever deeper and more explicit
descriptions took place in the novel have been heavily dialed down for the
film. That is not at all unexpected, as
this is a Universal Pictures release, but having to tell and not show could have
allowed the film to be more flirtatious and exciting with its dialogue and
performances. Instead, non-subtle
implication is everywhere, between the positioning of characters relative to
the camera angles, to the use of music, and down to the various forms of
double-speak we hear. Keeping all of
that in mind, this is what brings me back to what the audience expectation is, versus
the original intent of this story.
To its credit, there is
material here to make for an interesting character study, which is only masked
by the level of sexuality on display.
That being said, there are more effective films that have managed to
balance its use of characters and how they interact with the level of
sensuality and sexuality (intense or otherwise). Of all films I could reference, Magic Mike is one that comes to mind, as
the audience attending is essentially the same (minus many of the folks who
came to see a Steven Soderbergh film).
While not brilliant (which many would argue), that film has the content
that leads to the wild reactions from its audience, while also serving as a
story full of humor and drama focused on the lead characters involved, and even
has a way of commenting on the economic state of society at the time, given
Mike’s entrepreneurial endeavors and future plans. Aside from a strong performance from Dakota
Johnson, Fifty Shades of Grey comes
up lacking any real form of engagement, aside from the audiences who spent
money purely on having the chance to see sexuality portrayed on the big screen
up to a point, given the limits a major studio has in what they can show. Sure, Magic
Mike may have advertised only so much, in terms of knowing what audience it
was pulling in (though, again, Soderbergh fans likely knew of the ‘something
more’ that would also take place), but the film still benefited from having
more to offer than just male strip shows.
Fifty Shades of Grey does not
have more and is really just trying to sell one thing.
But maybe all of this
matters little. Perhaps there are those
that really just want some sort of titillating experience that has the same
sort of appeal to a select type of audience as superhero films have to comic
geeks, or (given how that is a broad and expanding audience) horror films have
to genre fans. The question then
becomes, “Is Fifty Shades of Grey
trashy enough to be worth that audience’s time?” Not really is my answer, as the film has some
pretty easily identifiable flaws. One
has to do with the tone of the film during its ‘signature’ scenes, which is too
serious to make for anything resembling much eroticism and too focused on the
female form, which seems to defy the logic of having a bunch of woman lining up
to see a hunky guy in action. Another
key flaw is the characters. This is the
story of a soon-to-be graduated college student, Anastasia Steel (Dakota
Johnson), meeting the wealthy, handsome, and intense Christian Grey (Jamie
Dornan) for an interview. There is an
immediate attraction, which leads to Mr. Grey developing a sort of pact with
Anastasia that they will be together, but she has to go along with his dark, sexual
tastes. Somewhat humorously, a lot of
paperwork is involved for this, but unfortunately, only Johnson seems involved,
as far as the humans in this story go.
I am not familiar with
Jamie Dornan as an actor, but he seems to be playing Christian Grey in a way
that resembles a robotic drone from the same office that American Psycho’s Patrick Bateman works in. The line readings and dialogue is often
laughable in delivery, which may or may not be intentional, but the lack of
chemistry is certainly more noticeable.
There is one scene where these two connect. It has nothing to do with physical sexuality,
but a contract negotiation of all things.
It is the one time the writing and performances seem to match up, but
given the character, it seems like it would not be much of a difference if any straight
laced character was forced to bounce lines off of Anastasia at that point. I say all of this, because one can plainly
see that more has yet to be developed, but it is not at all unapparent what is
going on with Mr. Grey in some sense.
The film is simply choosing to not reveal things until a later time, which
can make for a frustrating viewing experience, if I already feel steps ahead of
everyone in this story.
What I am left with is
a film that struggles to make any of its characters interesting, has little
else to present in terms of topical content or even engaging forms of sexual
content, as far as skillful direction is concerned, and a lack of a more
playful screenplay. Basically, Fifty Shades of Grey is rather
boring. The laughter that stems from
both the rowdy crowd that came to see R-rated, studio approved sex scenes and
those who are nervous around this kind of content may feel like they were
satisfied, but I was left not caring much about any of it. If one wants to see passion, head somewhere
that did not need a hype machine to bring you.
Christian:
What is it about elevators?
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