E.L. James could not have written a character less likely to dominate in bed than Christian Grey.
I’ve read the book and yes, it is poorly written, yes, it is a romantic written version of any porn video and yes, my opinion technically agrees with most of the critics in the internet but I learned to limit discussing every single opinion I have and try not to overreact explaining what I think with other people.
The above short is a prequel (Grand Budapest Hotel’s Tony Revolori and The Hunger Games’ Jack Quaid) of what could be.
Do you remember the first time one of your grandparents or an elderly person in your life tried to use the internet?
The banal is beautiful.
Whosits and whatsits and LOLs galore.
Spinning Plates is centered around three wildly different restaurants, and the owners behind them.
And you thought you were smart.
A patently ludicrous cult thriller about Devil worship and human sacrifice in which Martin Sheen screams a lot, The Believers occupies a strange space between camp and grim mean-spiritedness (the opening scene seems specifically designed to have traumatically scarred me as a child, which is exactly what it did).
REDRUM could totally be the name of an IKEA bedroom set.