Bogged down by terrible performances and shoddy direction, 50 Shades of Grey is a Red Room mess. Review by Matt Cummings In Director Sam Taylor-Johnson's 50 Shades of Grey , billionaire Christian Grey (Jamie Dorman) 'recruits' virgin Anastasia Steele (Dakota Johnson) to join him in his Red Room of Pain. A victim of a rough early life, Grey wants to get his kink on with the next available woman, but the 15 other slaves he's been with have all come and gone. Enter the frumpy Steele, who gets to interview Grey for the college paper from she is about to graduate. With an instant spark between them, Steele agrees to be slave #16 in Grey's Pleasure Principle, first losing her virginity to him then entering his room for a lot of sexual rumpus. But as Grey's personality begins to come out, Steele finds herself conflicted between the man she now loves and his violent sexual fetishes. A cultural phenomena that makes little sense to me, 50 Shades is a fa