A quiet little flick that sets itself firmly under the “indie” moniker. Sasha Grey certainly isn’t the best actress – she’s utilitarian at best – but her childlike beauty and detached delivery works 80% of the time. There’s a lot going on here: the discussion and commentary on recession economics, the idea of an escort/boyfriend relationship and the implications, the equation and links between sex and money.

I actually don’t think that the film was as confusing timewise as many critics thought it was. Its fragmented nature probably makes more sense on a second viewing.

I don’t think it’s the most memorable movie ever, but there’s plenty of material here to keep the synapses firing after a first viewing.