Marty Supreme
Timothée Chalamet goes on a bender desperately trying to secure himself an entry to the world table tennis championships in Japan. The second of our triple-header, and the only one where there were quite a few walk-outs.
Having seen Uncut Gems1 and Good Time2, it probably shouldn’t have come as a surprise that is yet another anxiety driven nightmare. Josh Safdie is now doing solo work instead of with his brother but he still hasn’t given the telephoto lens a rest.
As with the other films there are little moments of brilliance that sparkle in the rough. The opening sequence, the timing of the bath scene, the honey, Gwyneth Paltrow.
But the other films always lost me in the last half hour and this one is no different. The final sports sequence in particular just didn’t move the needle at all. As the credits rolled the only emotion left in the cinema seemed to be exhaustion.