Celine Song’s Materialists arrives cloaked in a glossy rom-com exterior, but quickly reveals itself as something else entirely: a sharply subversive exploration of how love—like labour—has become transactional under neoliberal capitalism. If Past Lives was Song’s melancholic meditation on fate, Materialists is her incisive critique of choice, desire, and the illusion of romantic meritocracy. Because Materialists isn’t interested in fantasy, but anyone expecting a You’ve Got…