I can’t fathom sitting in a darkened movie theater surrounded by besties while a woman willingly gets tied up and whipped on-screen.īut I’m in the minority, apparently. I blush if I watch sex scenes in movies when I’m sitting in my own living room with my husband. This is about 10 times as many friends as I have, let alone friends I could corral into seeing Fifty Shades with me. In New York City, Lyss Stern is going to the movie with 50 of her friends. But apparently a lot of other people are doing all of these things, since advance ticket sales for the movie have surpassed those for any other R-rated feature ever. My husband isn’t taking me to a screening for a date night. Nor will I be queuing up to see it with a bunch of my best girlfriends on Saturday, Valentine’s Day. I won’t be standing in line to see the premiere of the movie version of Fifty Shades of Grey on Friday.
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