Love in the Time of Money

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Films like this exist to make their creators feel better about the fact that they're so disconnected from the rest of the world.

This is one of those style over substance films like Richard Linklater's "Slacker" where the director (in this case Peter Mattei) has a theme he wants to explore. Consequently, the story sort of rolls over from one character to another and we never really stay with the same person for more than fifteen minutes.

So, just as an example, Nick (Adrian Grenier) meets up with his girlfriend Anna (Rosario Dawson) and they break up. Nick then goes wandering around and meets Joey (Carol Kane) and they have a fling. Joey goes on and has an encounter with Will (Michael Imperioli). Before meeting Nick, Anna has a fling with Martin Kunkle (Steve Buscemi), who's an artist.

This all takes place in New York and there's an emphasis on the interconnection between people and money, I guess. Money doesn't factor into every relationship (or I just got so bored that I missed it), so the title isn't accurate. It just qapeears that they needed a theme and a title, and money seemed convenient.

While Los Angeles rises up as the center of the universe in about eighty percent of films, the other twenty percent seem to be set in New York. Films like this exist to make their creators feel better about the fact that they're so disconnected from the rest of the world. Oh, they think they're the center of things, but that's precisely why we see stories like this: Their pathetic attempts to establish a connections between people are both pretentious and false.

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It's a formula film. You get

Dennis Good's picture

It's a formula film. You get 'hot' celebrities on the screen, they make cheese and "love" and that's it. Love is so overrated in film.

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