Shot in trendoid New York restaurants and hotels that could be alternate decks from Soderbergh's Solaris remake, the film forgoes sex for editing, slipping together scenes in the muffling, sometimes sound/image-overlapping way that is part of the director's stylistic signature. Chelsea (Grey) listens to her clients prattle, tends to her e-storefront, and bickers lethargically with her go-getter trainer boyfriend (Chris Santos, grating but engaging).
But aside from her pedigree, Grey is only meta-interesting, and when the whiff of Soderbergh's gambit is so present, Che feels more grounded. Thrown-together scenes of traders bullshitting on a jet, shot as a blasted-out blur, were added after the financial crisis. Soderbergh has probably achieved what he set out to do, but by the time Grey is acting an argument scene partly obscured by a couch, attention might wander from the director's report on the zeitgeist.Opens May 22