Fifty Shades of Porn
Last week, I was asked whether Fifty Shades of Grey is anti-feminist, but I don’t think so, for one simple reason: I think Fifty Shades is a good thing.
Yes, it’s hardly a feminist totem – Ana and Christian’s relationship is at the very least unhealthy, and at the most, emotionally and physically abusive. Much has been written on the inappropriateness of young girls lusting after Christian Grey, who is, to put it mildly, a bit of an idiot. But EL James isn’t holding their relationship up as a romantic ideal for us to aspire to; this is a space, as she has repeatedly said in interviews, for fantasy exploration. Mostly her own, but also for anyone else who wants to come along for the ride.
Maybe it isn’t your personal fantasy. That’s fine too; not everyone’s into being tied down and spanked by an emotionally distant multi-millionaire with wiry copper hair and blazing grey eyes. But there’s a well-used phrase for this within the fanfiction community on the internet: YKINMK. Your kink is not my kink. A great deal of importance is placed on the unacceptability of “kink-shaming” within online communities, no matter how dark or inexplicable said kink might be. And, to be honest, as dark and inexplicable kinks go, a spot of BDSM barely raises an eyebrow online anymore.
Because this book came from the internet. It started out as Twilight fanfiction, and the style – along with the characters – is immediately recognisable to anyone who’s dabbled in that area. The other main complaint from people seems to be that it’s badly written. Well; yes, that’s true. I can definitely say that I’ve read better. At the very least, the books could have done with (if you’ll pardon the pun), a good sub. But I’ve also read much worse – the slash fanfiction pairing Professor Snape with the Pope jumps immediately to mind. Fifty Shades isn’t particularly notable in that regard.
The point is, Fifty Shades demonstrates a tipping point for bringing erotic literature out of the shadows of the virtual and into the mainstream. And it’s selling. Staggeringly well, in fact – over four million copies in the UK so far. Women are not only reading it; they’re reading it brazenly on the train, sharing it with friends, perhaps lending their own (ahem) well-thumbed copy. For once, women are consuming porn openly and without embarrassment, and in a world where almost all porn is geared towards the male gaze, that’s a pretty radical act.
Female sexuality is all too often denied, derided and ignorant; shut away behind closed doors, and tucked away in the darker areas of the internet (I’m looking at you, Archive of Our Own). I hope that Fifty Shades opens the doors for more, and more varied, erotic literature – exploring every type, facet and deviance of sexuality under the sun. I hope that women can use it to feel more empowered and comfortable with exploring their own sexuality. Shoddy writing or not, I can’t see that as anything but a good thing.
Here’s to fifty shades of porn.
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