There's probably an earlier thread about this film, but I couldn't face scrolling through the 74 pages of Smalltalk topics to find it.
It was on terrestrial TV very late last night in the UK, and I ended up so hooked I couldn't tear myself away. I'd seen it when it first came out, but had missed a lot, too stunned perhaps by
that famous scene.
Here's why I liked this film so much, and beware many spoilers if you've yet to see it.
I was engrossed by the development of the relationship. I'd forgotten - or hadn't properly understood - how E. Edward Grey (yes, the same surname as E.L James' 50 Shades 'hero', created some 9 years after Secretary came out) struggles with his own shyness and guilt. I'd also forgotten the scene where he masturbates over Lee's bare bottom, and becomes so disgusted with himself that he smashes all the tokens of their D/s relationship to date (mostly his red-penned circling of her typing errors) adorning the walls of the corridor between his office and her desk in the foyer, before throwing her out with only a slightly generous redundancy cheque.
He's redeemed though by his empowerment of her, particularly when he confronts her about her cutting and gets her to agree she'll never do it again (his influence stronger than all her previous therapists). And she doesn't - not even when her father is hospitalised after another alcoholic binge. And that empowerment bounces back on him after he's fired her (out of guilt, and fear of the intimacy she craves), when she realises, on the verge of marrying fellow-damaged Peter, that all she wants is Edward and she's brave enough now to go for it. She confronts him so strongly with 'I love you' that he sets her the ultimate test - to sit on his chair, feet on the floor, hands flat on his desk (still dressed in her white aborted-wedding dress) "until I get back".
It takes him 3 days, during which she pees herself and endures everyone in her life sitting across from her, trying to reason her out of it. Only her father offers her the wisdom she needs - that her body and life are her own to do with what she likes. "Thanks, Daddy," she drawls delightedly, eyes heavy with every kind of deprivation. She's even on the local TV news, as the 'hunger-striker' (this part's a bit surreal!)
There's a sweet touch in the happy denouement when we're shown their wedded bliss. After a scene where she's tied to a tree being fucked on their weekend honeymoon, she helps him make their double bed to the perfect OCD standard he likes, then she produces a dead cockroach with a naughty smile and drops it on the bed for him to find when he gets home. The last shot, as she sits on their suburban veranda having waved him off to work, zooms in on her blue eyes staring at the camera with defiant self-assurance - through her chosen submission, she's found the courage to cleave to her dream, fight off everyone trying to change her mind, win her lawyer husband and find her own power.
I know it's another portrait of people-like-us being damaged by life and family (though who isn't, in some way) but I like that it shows the characters putting that damage behind them in the realisation of their D/s relationship. I may be showing my ignorance, but Edward is not my idea of a typical dominant male - he's shy, susceptible to guilt about his own yearnings, and needs in the end to be rescued and empowered by her - but they work perfectly together, and it doesn't feel like a cheap or unrealistic portrayal.
Recommended.