E.L. James, the person responsible for the abuse porn that is the 50 Shades of Grey series, has enlisted her husband, Niall Leonard to write the screenplay for the second movie. Excuse me while I have some reactions.
So E.L. James is a crazy person who chased away the first film’s director, screenwriter, and possibly cast (unless they can negotiate a bunch more money), and is now bringing in people who have to have to like and agree with her and tell her she’s doing great because that’s what being married to a crazy person means. So this whole situation does feel a bit…
But, and hear me out here, maybe this won’t be the WORST thing ever.
No, I mean it. the first movie was so terrible, maybe it needs a new team to shake things up.
Of course, the book was just as terrible, if not worse, and E.L. James herself is the person behind that. And she’s not only still involved— she’s been demanding more control for a while now.
And sure, her new screenwriter/wedlocked bedbuddy is rumored to be the inspiration for the creepshow that is Christian Grey, leading to some potentially really weird workplace dynamics—
But none of that really matters. You know why? Because this sequel will still make a fuckton of money in the box office. And another 12 fucktons internationally. Because Hollywood.