At least give director Steven Soderbergh credit for not forgetting his roots. The indie filmmaker bounces from high-gloss A-list parades like Oceans Twelve to Bubble, in which the leads aren't even trained actors. The film will get attention more because of production and distribution issues than creative content--it'll be shown digitally in several theaters around the country and released on DVD only four days later.
Soderbergh, who failed miserably last time he went this low in budget with Full Frontal, doesn't seem to care much about the storyline, as there's very little to speak of. Kyle, a wholly uninspired employee at a doll factory in Ohio, gets through the days hanging out with Martha, and their daily rhythm is upset when a third wheel, Rose, enters the picture. A violent crime ensues and we're left to make assumptions on what really happens in the underbelly of small-town America. We're beginning to fear that Soderbergh, who cut his teeth with such treasures as sex, lies and videotape and King of the Hill, is better off these days sticking to big-budget affairs. His indie bubble, it seems, has burst.
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