The Worst Thing About Watching FSoG

Sundays are free-for-all days. You get what you get. Sort of a kinky pick-n-mix.

Like so but whips, chains, cuffs, floggers, etc.

Like so but whips, chains, cuffs, floggers, etc.

This week is about the worst, most embarrassing thing about watching Fifty Shades of Grey.

My first film post was about FSoG.

Originally I had sworn to all the gods to keep well away from that Grey fellow and his trilogy of abuse, but eventually morbid curiosity got the better of me. The plan was to live tweet it then I remembered I wasn’t a sadist.

I wanted to watch it, but wasn’t going to give them money. So I torrented it.

The following day I received an email from my ISP saying: Don’t do that! That’s illegal. The company that makes this thing makes us tell you that!

Now, this is not exactly the first piece of media I’ve acquired in this fashion.

It is, however, the first time I’ve received an email.

So now I’m wondering if so many people are torrenting it rather than paying that the company has issued this copyright complaint.

That should tell you something, filmmakers. People are curious about your p.o.s., but they don’t want to give you money, because then you may make more.

I’ll look at the train wreck, since it’s already happened; but I’m not going to derail an entire other train just to see another train wreck.

The worst thing about watching FSoG is that now my ISP knows I watched it. I feel so dirty. And not in a good way.

I want to send them a note saying, ‘I’m better than this.’

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