Reel Reviews | Fifty Shades: Freed

by Monica Hayes

For the past three years, we have had to suffer through this boring and uneventful trilogy. We can now say the Fifty Shades trilogy is FINALLY OVER!

Freed begins with the wedding of Anna (Dakota Johnson) and Christian (Jamie Dornan). Throughout the opening credits, we see visuals of Anna’s gown, the rings, Christian’s tux, the “I do’s” the extravagant reception and the lavish honeymoon to Paris. If you have been paying attention, when it comes to Christian Grey, this is the par for the course. As the newlyweds are enjoying themselves, the honeymoon is cut short when a fire is set in the server room of Grey Enterprises.

Once home, they are met by their household staff and new security. Anna is a little taken aback that she is now in charge of the daily household duties, her newly remodeled office at work, and the new house Christian bought the house for them. Not to mention, she is still trying to wrap her head around the fact that she is now Mrs. Christian Grey. Everything is going well in their life or so they think. Unbeknownst to the happy couple, a part of their past is still out there, lurking, waiting to rear its ugly head. That’s right, Jack Hyde (Eric Johnson) is still out there waiting to exact his revenge for the life that should have been his.

Having read the E.L. James’ books and knowing what is supposed to happen next, it was torture watching Freed. Nothing has changed from the first Fifty Shades of Grey to Freed. One would think the producers and writers would do something to spice up, he script/action; but nothing changed. There still isn’t really a plot, the chemistry between Johnson and Dornan is still boring and laughable at best and the sex scenes are lackluster. When Anna “misbehaves” or defies Christian’s commands, it earns her a trip to the “Red Room of Pain.” There were no sparks, no Oooo’s and ahh’s, no squirming in the chair, or bottom lip biting. Just plain boring.

Come on, the reason these movies were even made was for the exciting erotica in E.L. James’ novels. Of course, you can’t put exactly what was described in the book on the screen without it earning an X rating, but damn, can you at least make it believable or maybe a little interesting?

Overall, don’t spend a dime on this movie. Watch it on Netflix or on your favorite streaming site.

Grade: F