Current Read: Fifty shades of Grey
The only words that I can handle being repeatedly used are "laters, baby" and "I am fifty shades of fucked up". Period.
The description of sex scenes and the continuous confessions of love got a little dry after a while. I mean how many different ways can one describe sex? And how many alternatives are there to "I love you", "I need you" and "I can't live without you."? I've not read Twilight but I suspect Fifty Shades of Grey trilogy is pretty much the adult and pornish version of it. And of course Christian Grey is really quite the epitome of testosterone perfection (in adult form, not the pale glittery version of a boyfriend in the form of Edward Cullen) - in terms of career, money, looks and intelligence. Sans the part about him being too much of a control freak, having contractual relationships with women into BDSM, and having that Red Room of Pain in his house.
I'm getting a little sian about the description of sex scenes so the only thing that is keeping me glued to this book is the PAINFULLY SLOW revelation of the deep dark secrets of Christian Grey. Oh and who wants him dead (bit of a Sidney Sheldon's way of writing here). It's so slow, that Book 1 and 2 covers only the 5 fucking weeks (don't mind the pun) of whirlwind sick-sweet (I can't decide between the two words) romance of Christian Grey and Anatasia Steele.
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