Since starting my month-long movie marathon, have to admit,
the results have been a lot more positive than I was expecting. Sure, not all
of them have good but, at worst, we’ve only really touched the realms of lame
instead of outright bad. Well, time to change all that. I’ve talking before
about watching movies as a form of emotional therapy, and as masochistic as it
is, that involves bad movies as well. If there is one thing that cinema has
taught me when it comes to the emotional condition of humanity, it’s that even
anger has its place in the output. As such, it’s time for me to delve into
Fifty Shades territory again, which once again means that I’ll discuss
indulging in painful acts under my own volition, as well as revisiting the
spoof movie. Let the airing of grievances begin! This is Fifty Shades Of Black…
ugh, even the title of this thing makes me cringe.