Well, I guess we should have seen this coming: boutique hotels are offering Fifty Shades of Grey packages, although I would imagine you’d need to bring your own controlling multi-millionaire carrying along a sex contract.
The saddest part of this video for me is when there’s a brief glimpse of David Foster Wallace’s The Pale King next to a giant stack of Fifty Shades…. Wallace’s unfinished posthumous novel about the IRS and boredom doesn’t stand a chance against tales of anal beads and blindfolds, really.
This article appears in Jul 5-11, 2012.
