A cautious Ana Steele becomes the one whom wounded Christian Grey tries to seduce and make her return into his life. And as they begun their normal relationship, they face the attempts to be split up by a woman from Christian's past.
The story of a woman who gives her man better values and a man who gives his woman better clothes, both of them suffering so much for a little bit of nookie.
Fifty Shades Darker, which fails so many tests of basic storytelling competence, is all the more stunning for its success at a task that most movies don't even bother attempting: depicting a woman's sexual pleasure.
The movies aren't so bad they're good. They're so brilliantly bad they're genius, with Foley dutifully presenting every inane plot point while gifting us excuses to laugh.