The film is also very of-the-moment with its references to such things as Whiplash, Magic Mike, #BlackLivesMatter, and the last Ronda Rousey title fight.
Such clever little ironies are in short supply in the movie, but the see-what-sticks approach does yield a couple of hits for every hundred misses, including a rack of whips that reference those used in Hollywood slave dramas and Florence Henderson’s game turn as a dominatrix version of J.K. Simmons in “Whiplash.”
Though it is unsettling and perhaps disappointing to see Mrs. Brady behave so obscenely, I laughed at the scene's core concept, which compares the dominant/submissive relationship in "Fifty Shades" to the one in "Whiplash" (tempo!).
Based on the trailers, Fifty Shades of Black humorously mirrors not only Fifty Shades of Grey but Magic Mike and Whiplash.
They do their best by bolstering the main storyline with funny scenes that pick on movies like Whiplash and Magic Mike (including the movie’s best scene involving a TV mom of advanced age proving she’s a very, very good sport), but there just aren’t that many other S&M romantic dramas to lump into the mix.
There’s a Magic Mike scene with some swollen balls, a Whiplash gag that no one who sees this movie will get (and it involves Florence Henderson), and Jane Seymour shows up to spout some tired racist jokes, which just makes me sad.