Amores Materialistas

I watched this without knowing anything about it. I only knew the title and the fact that Pedro Pascal was in it. No trailers, nothing.

To me this just feels like a movie desperately trying to communicate the worlds most obvious ideas and stories, while trying to make it profound in some way. Is this a New York thing (I'm European)? Is it a generational thing (I'm a millennial)? - This movie is like half an idea and a bad sentence stretched over two hours.

This was really nothing, and I would prefer watching paint dry, if it wasn't for the relatively good technical quality.

Do something else with your time. Anything.

I was disappointed in this one. It had its moments, but not enough to warrant a more than an average rating. Dakota Fanning's delivery of dialogue has always been so monotone to me however, I have to say I like this role better than some of her others. She actually seemed to care at a few moments during this movie. The exposure of horrible things that could come from using a dating service was good details. Not in a warm fuzzy kind of way, but it's an unfortunate reality. The shallowness of people when they're looking for the perfect mate was very believable. Disappointing but believable. To me the ending was very predictable.

'Materialists' was not what I expected.

It's been marketed like a rom-com - but honestly? If you're heading in expecting laughs, you'll be disappointed. What you get instead is a sharp, quietly melancholic study on modern love, dating, and loneliness in the big city. It's not so much about romance as it is about emotional bankruptcy - the way ambition, money, and appearances slowly chip away at real connection.

The story follows Lucy, a matchmaker who views relationships like transactions, caught between two opposites: Harry, rich and polished, and John, her sweet but struggling ex. But the real tension isn't between them - it's in her. What does she actually want? Love, comfort, validation? Or just a life that looks good on paper?

Celine Song's style is unmistakable - lingering shots, dialogue that feels like internal monologue, and a quiet ache humming underneath it all. At times, it almost felt like watching a late-era Woody Allen film - not in tone, but in that subtle, creeping sense of urban melancholy. By the end, I didn't feel uplifted. I felt... thoughtful. A bit heavy, even.

This is a film about the emotional numbness that sneaks in when we live our lives through filters - digital and otherwise. About the loneliness hiding behind perfect apartments and curated dating profiles. And how love (or at least the idea of it) gets commodified without us even noticing.

Not a rom-com. Not really even a romance. More of a character study. A mood piece. A quiet critique. And once I let go of what I thought it was meant to be, I found I really liked it, and I hope you do too.

The Materialists tries to tackle class and romance but ends up being a glossy misfire. Dakota Johnson delivers an average performance, lacking the emotional depth the role demands. Chris Evans, with his natural charm and effortless confidence, tries hard but is completely unconvincing as a struggling man. Pedro Pascal is criminally underused, his talent lost in a flat, undercooked plot. The film's core, choosing between rich future and poor love, unintentionally highlights the unfair pressure men face to succeed, with little nuance. What could've been a sharp commentary on love and materialism ends up as a dull, clichéd romance. Disappointingly weak from A24, known for more layered storytelling. The only winner is the cinematography, every frame is visually delightful, pleasing to the eyes.

Sad depressing melodramatic melancholy movie with wrong modern day portrayals. Very little comedy and almost a bit scary especially some of the subject matter which was quite sad. I can't think of a particular time or generation on this type of romantic activity would have been common or normal. Also substandard acting and directing.