Movie reviews and reenactments

*There is a great post at Katherine Deane's today highlighting books where the heroine is over 40 - check it out!

Originally I hadn’t planned on seeing 50 Shades. I just didn’t believe that they would show what the book was truly about. But I’d heard some okay reviews and I decided to see for myself. Saturday afternoon Nick and I went to the movies.

I liked it! Speaking as a spanko and some who enjoyed the books, I thought they did a really good job. I don’t know if they followed the book exactly, I read it fast and several years ago. But I think they told a good story and told it well. As a spanko I give it a two thumbs up.

I thought Dakota Johnson did a good job. She was well cast and fit what I’d had in my head as I read the book.  Jamie Dornan did okay, nothing really wrong with him, it’s just that he wasn’t what I had in my head as I read.

It had a few stray lines to made a spanko smile – “If you were mine, you wouldn’t sit for a week”, “Roll your eye’s at me again and you’ll go over my knee.” It soothes the soul if you’re one of us.

Here the main thing though, if you’re a spanko you’re probably going to enjoy the movie and I’ll home you’ll to defend it. I’ll be defending it from all the vanillas calling it demeaning, abusive and pornographic. If you find yourself needing to defend the movie you might point this out to the critics. Everything in the move – everything – was consensual.  She was given a contract, and allowed to change or mark out anything she was not happy with. She not only had a caution and a safe word, he reminded her of them before things began.  And even what she wasn’t happy with, she had specifically asked for.

The movie ended the same way the first book ended and I said the same thing at the end of the movie as I said at the end of the book – what a wuss!  But then I tried to cut her a little slack since she was not one of us, but still!

After the movie we went to dinner with some friends and once home Nick was in the mood to do a little scene reenacting, out came the cuffs, a blindfold and other interesting things. After some wonderful playtime, Nick commented, “You called her a wuss at the end of the movie. I think we need to reenact that scene.” And he did! With his belt – did I change my mind? Heck, no! She was a wuss!