If you're skeptical about the movie being true to the book, and the actors doing justice with their interpretation of the characters, the best thing you can do is remain as open-minded as possible. Otherwise, you run the risk of shortchanging yourself as well as the leads in the film.

Fifty Shades of Grey is first and last a fairy tale wherein a virginal, weak tea-drinking (per the book's) non-moneyed heroine fixes/redeems/saves ("I can make him better, faster, stronger!") her nasty Gatsby. Or do we call him a dark Arthur?

There is a big difference between seeing sex on screen, reading about it and doing it. The three are worlds apart, and it is a difficult task for filmmakers to shock or titillate with kinky sex when it's become something almost pedestrian and readily available on your iPhone.

Where Fifty Shades generates a somewhat greater level of interest lies in the tension between the modern ethos of female emancipation and the thoroughly submissive sexual role Anastasia is asked to accept.