Believing they’ve left behind the shadowy figures from the past, billionaire Christian Grey and his new wife, Anastasia, fully embrace their inextricable connection and shared life of luxury. But just as the Greys begin to step into their new roles, sinister events come to light and jeopardise their happy ending before it even begins.
Although Johnson tries to liven up the wooden dialogue, this third and final installment is still a plot-free excuse to show the chemistry-less Greys having lots of sex in beautiful locales.
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Takes no chances, and spares no luxury expense, in giving Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey the dream wedding and nightmare honeymoon period their fans have been anticipating for years.
Take out the BDSM, and Fifty Shades Freed would play perfectly as afternoon thriller on Channel 5. An end to a damp squib of a trilogy which sees Johnson as the only one to emerge unscathed.
By the end, Christian and Ana are no longer a rich man and his middle class girlfriend, but rich people telling the tale of how and why they got rich to each other. Doesn’t get more deviant than that.
If another sequel shows up, I’m going to have to use my safe word.
Fifty Shades Freed brings the E.L. James’ book-based trilogy to its climax with plenty of sex, overwrought drama, and unintentional humor.