It’s so late as I write this, nearly 11 pm, because I got distracted by going to the cinema and watching TV and then diving into Instagram (I’m doing a challenge for the month of March called “Meet the Maker!” which is good since it motivates me to post everyday and be consistent but bad because it means I post everyday and get lost in Insta-land for long periods of time: #help!)

If you’re thinking about going to see any movie that’s currently out, you can definitely skip 50 Shades Freed.

Yes, I went to see it tonight.  It’s an absolute pile of crap.

To be fair, none of the 50 Shades of Grey episodes had much going for them in terms of the characters, story-line, plot or anything that comprises a good movie.  But neither the first nor the second was quite as disastrous as this third one.

Nearly two hours of pure shite as we Irish say, literally endless clips of the couple either saying I love you, having sex, driving a really fast car, showing off how rich and amazing their lives are as they jet off to a villa in the woods.

I felt insulted watching it, sorely tempted to just walk out of the place.  And I love going to the cinema!  I made do munching on a bag of salty popcorn to pass most of the movie.

The sad part is that some of the actors are really good, there were a couple moments where they shone, but with a plot so empty and dull and a script so painfully clicheed and predictable, not even numerous shots of Jamie Dornan’s rather fabulous buns could make up for how unimpressive the whole show was.

In other news, I’m now starving because despite feeling stuffed from it, popcorn doesn’t actually constitute a proper meal and so at an hour before midnight, I’m going to go have some dinner.

Ciao darlings!

Lizzie xxxx