
Nathaniel Kahn's The Price of Everything was about the commodification of the art market. Materialists, closer to the bone, centers on a matchmaker, Lucy (Dakota Johnson), who trades in human worth. At one point a client bridles at being "a good catch" protesting that she "is not a fish." If art is a tangible asset, love should ideally be unquantifiable, an "intangible asset." Note the movie is Materialists, not The Materialists. Is speciation the subject? But what happens when the seller of flesh finds herself on the auction block? Prostitution is of the film's subliminal themes. Lucy has two suitors John (Chris Evans), an impoverished actor and sometime waiter and Harry (Pedro Pascal). One plays nothing to the other's everything. The conceit which is fleshed out at Lucy's agency, Adore, ad nauseam, can be tiresome. However, the director, Celine Song, cleverly introduces devices. Love and worth are, it turns out, not fungible currencies. In this sense she is heir to the romantic comedic tradition of Preston Sturges in which a sociological idea, whether political corruption, The Great McGinty, (1940) the plight of the disenfranchised, Sullivan's Travels 1941) or the love of money, Palm Beach Story (1942) is the igniter. Song, like Sturges has a gift for pithy exchanges which epitomize her satiric point. That including her gift for unexpected turns of plot, which appear just in time to rescue the script from moments of tedium, is not surprising, since Song is also a playwright.