In the wake of the young-adult romance powerhouse that is
Twilight, it seems like cinematic standards have buckled somewhat. This isn’t
me flogging the horse-shaped cloud of dust that Twilight has become in the
popular consciousness; I’m talking more about the material that it inspired.
Specifically, fanfiction. Now, fanfiction itself has its place in the larger
fan community, and hell, I’ve even written a few stories myself about the
fandoms I was in back in high school. Sure, I wrote more about girls getting fucked by sentient electric guitars and guys whose dicks exploded mid-oral, but for what it's worth, I get why fan art is a thing. I ain't proud of it, but since I'm not exactly innocent, I'm not going to cast judgement on anyone else who's done it.
But between The Mortal Instruments bringing reworked Harry
Potter fanfiction to the shelves and later the multiplex, and the even bigger
example of Fifty Shades Of Grey, we’ve reached the point where ‘people are
reading in droves’ and ‘people have unprecedented access to home-made writing material’ have
properly collided, and what is left over is a sense that just about anything
can become a movie these days. Like today’s offering, a Fifty Shades-esque
renaming of a One Direction fanfic that is… so fucking unnecessary that it’s
maddening.
