The horses get flushed and loopy as Christian, Ana, and other named characters from the Fifty Shades series (I think there's a guy named John; not looking this up) violently reject narrative function, feeling, and even the slightest feints at authentic human behavior to present us with FIFTY SHADES FREED. It's actually kind of fun. I mean it's not great but also it's not like people were walking into this being like "I hope this knocks AGUIRRE: THE WRATH OF GOD off my letterboxd favorites" y'know