Full Circle review – Steven Soderbergh’s hitand-miss noir series
The work of film-maker Steven Soderbergh – purveyor of blockbuster heists (Ocean’s Eleven), neon-lit tales of hustling for the American Dream (the Magic Mike series), and daring slice-of-life dramas (The Girlfriend Experience, big and small screen versions) – tends to follow the money. Whether its a small-scale drug operation or a major casino robbery, his multi-player ensembles offer not just a sense of the numbers, but the who and why of a scheme, a sense of purpose along with the pleasures of how.
Full Circle, the director’s new starstudded, mixed-bag Max limited series (RIP HBO Max), is a bit of an overdose. Sprawling yet often sedate, it disjointedly packs too many of these schemes into an overly complicated, sputtering noir mystery set in present-day New York. Written by Ed Solomon, Soderbergh’s
partner for the 2017 chooseyour-adventure series Mosaic and the comparatively sleeker and more scintillating film No Sudden Move, Full Circle attempts to braid a thicket of secrets, plans, deceptions and exploitations into a grand picture of cascading connections. The result is less artful collage of counterbalanced motivations and complicities than a rubberband ball of plot and money, money and plot.
Some of that money is stolen, as in the first scene, when an ageing Asian American crime boss axes the brotherin-law of inscrutable rival Mrs Mahabir (an underused CCH Pounder), head of a Guyanese community in Queens. Some is spent by Mahabir’s consigliere Gharmen (Phaldut Sharma) to bring two starry-eyed Guyanese boys, Xavier (standout Sheyi Cole) and Louis (Gerald Jones), to America as unwitting trainees, and then sought by said deputies to return home. There are series A investments and bribes and NDAs and an old, failed business in Guyana – numbers and accounts bandied about for six 45-55 minute episodes until my eyes blurred.
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