

Grey will see you now.” No mention of the “iced water.” Man, they are teasing the hell out of us, aren’t they? Leaving out all those important scenes that we’re aching for. I assume they’re saving that for the movie, and the music will be really suspenseful.Ī blonde, probably evil receptionist tells her, “Mr.

I just have a couple of questions.” They do not, however, show Ana asking Chedward if he’s gay. Ana’s voice over is heard, saying, “So this is just an interview for the newspaper. It looks like a five-year-old grabbed Barbie’s friend Theresa and went to town on her bangs with a pair of safety scissors. I know, don’t judge by appearances yadda yadda, but please, please tell me that is a bad wig and not Dakota Johnson’s actual hair that they made her walk around in during her off hours. The Fifty Shades of Grey trailer opens with some creepy piano notes, and Ana is revealed in all her brown haired, mousey, boring glory as she steps off an elevator: James called one of my most favorite tweeps a “sad fuck” recently. Then I got on twitter this morning (I use the term “morning” loosely because I have not been waking up before double digits lately) and my twitter had a lot of, “I can’t wait to see what thinks of the 50 Shades trailer!” and I was like:īut I’m going to recap it anyway, because all of this movie buzz is just rekindling the bottomless fount of anger that I feel toward these books and the fact that E.L. Is this how desperate the studio is to keep it fresh in our minds? I figured the big trailer release everyone was hungry for was the one that came out on Tuesday. Isn’t this a little bit of overkill? The movie doesn’t come out for like seven more months. When I got on twitter the other day, people were like OMG HAVE YOU SEEN THE TRAILER YET?! And I was like, “I thought that was coming out on Thursday?” and then it turned out to be a trailer for the trailer. It should go without saying that since this is Fifty Shades of Grey, TW: rape, domestic abuse, emotional abuse. Not “like.” That is exactly what’s happening here. Like some recurring nightmare in which we’re forced to watch a bad movie based on bad fanfic from a bad franchise that had equally bad movies… wait. Just when I thought I was free from the horror show of Chedward and Anabella, here we are.
