Paul Janeway, the golden-throated frontman of St. Paul and the Broken Bones, wanted to be a preacher until he was 18. Instead, he's got a song on the soundtrack to Fifty Shades of Grey —which, he told Mother Jones, he hadn't heard of before he licensed "Call Me" for the movie. He assumed it was just another romantic comedy.
First there was the Bastille. Then there were the beaches of Normandy. Now we add to the list of places that have been ceremoniously stormed in order to seek justice: AMC West Oaks 14 in Oceoee, Florida, where 100 teens reacted to being barred from seeing R-rated sex film Fifty Shades of Grey by wreaking havoc everywhere.
Random House, the publisher of Fifty Shades of Grey and (every other fact is irrelevant), announced at its holiday party last night that every American employee—thousands of them, anyone who's been with company for a year—will be getting a $5,000 Christmas bonus. "The cheering went on for minutes," says the NYT.
Well then you'll just have to fire up your worm-hole generator and take a trip to one of the parallel universes wherein that sort of thing takes place.
During a recent stop on their Campaign promotion trail, The Campaign stars Will Ferrell and Zach Galifianakis were asked to participate in an impromptu audition for the film adaptation of E.L. James bestselling novel Fifty Shades of Grey.
Hotel room doormat USA Today is the first source that Americans turn to to learn about angels. But what about devils? The devil on your shoulder—and by "shoulder," we mean "sexual organs." Will this Fifty Shades of Grey book your book club wants to read turn you into a dirty little sex fiend slut, that's right, because you know you like it? Or what?