Review: Fifty Shades Darker

Fifty Shades Darker (Fifty Shades, #2) Fifty Shades Darker (Fifty Shades, #2) by E.L. James

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

After feeling that the first novel of the Fifty Shades trilogy was so overrated, I was a little nervous about reading the second story. Oddly, though, this one was a lot better. I really did enjoy this one. There were a lot of problems with it, but for some very weird reason it was enjoyable.

There was a lot of repetition. In the same way that Stephenie Meyer seemed obsessed with the word chagrin, it seems that E.L. James is obsessed with using “my sex” in just about every sex scene. Since the books are mainly sex and innuendo, that means that almost every other page seemed to have that term.

It was nice that James finally explained more about Christian’s background, but it was still kind of lacking in that department, especially considering the ending. It seems like any person with the slightest bit of logic wouldn’t move in with a person that they really know nothing about and have only been with for a few weeks. And it was nice to see that Christian is a better person than he seemed to be in the first novel. He’s still completely broken and in need of more frequent and more intensive therapy, but he’s a better, more compassionate person.

Clearly this is not going to win prizes for best book ever or be remembered as a great literary masterpiece, but Fifty Shades Darker was intriguing enough that I didn’t want to put it down until I finished. It was also intriguing enough that I wanted to go ahead and read the final novel in the series. I still think that the trilogy is very overrated, but it is a bit of mindless fun, if you can get over some of the more annoying issues that exist in it.

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I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.