
I went to see Materialists last night. I laughed, I cried, I pondered, I poked my boss in the arm in one particularly intriguing scene, because I find it necessary to convey every emotion I've ever felt, even when the rules of a civilised society dictate 'no talking' in the cinema.
When the end credits rolled, I thought, 'that wasn't what I expected, but it is what I wanted'.
The marketing for Materialists has made it seem like a swoon-worthy rom-com with a love triangle and killer soundtrack at its centre. Instead, it's an honest, unflinchingly real portrayal of modern dating and love in the year 2025.
An A24 rendition of a romance, written and directed by the acclaimed Celine Song, Materialists boasts plot, chemistry, and a script worth talking about. These are not groundbreaking features, but they are the trademarks of a movie worth its hype.
At a time when romantic movies predominantly fall into the Hallmark-style, where the small town boy meets a sassy city girl and they blissfully fall in love following one rather limited conversation, this intricate portrayal of love in Materialists is a breath of fresh air.
The story centres around Lucy (Dakota Johnson), a 35-year-old matchmaker living in New York City. She's successful, she's driven, she's got perfect bangs and a wardrobe I'd like to steal. Described as the eternal bachelorette, Lucy peddles love stories and sells dreamlike fairytales to her clients — but her outlook on modern dating is far less idealistic.