Review: Marty Supreme

Score: A

Director: Josh Safdie

Cast: Timothée Chalamet, Kevin O'Leary, Gwyneth Paltrow, Odessa A'Zion

Running Time: 150 Minutes

Rated: R

Anchored by Timothée Chalamet's best performance yet, Marty Supreme is one of the year's best films. It's exhilarating from start to finish.

Marty Mauser has a lot in common with past Safdie protagonists like Howard (Uncut Gems) and Connie (Good Time). Namely, a self-destructive quality that has kept him barely skating past the outcome of his actions. And like them, he'll soon have a harsh meeting with reality.

But for someone as young, talented, and charming as Marty, consequences are tomorrow's problem. Today, he needs money for his ticket to England. If that means resorting to armed robbery, so be it. Today, he needs to pay an overdue bill. If that means hustling some violent guys from New Jersey, so be it. Today, he needs to catch the eye of a glamorous but faded movie star (Gwyneth Paltrow). If that means incurring the wrath of her millionaire husband (Kevin O'Leary), so be it.

Marty's reckless impulsivity provides the film an electric charge that carries through, even as his world comes crashing down. He's an endlessly fascinating character, constantly evaluating every interaction to see how he can come out ahead. He is not a man who believes in equal partnership in any scenario. He's either coming out ahead, or he's going to adjust on the fly to come out ahead later. While having sex, his mind is on stealing a necklace. During a business meeting, he's searching for a way to break the terms of an agreement and still get paid. And any small favor he's asked someone will quickly balloon to a risky proposition.

While Marty is the center of this universe, the entire cast – everyone from an Oscar winning actress to a legendary indie director to former NBA players – is extraordinary. People I had never seen in a movie before, like Luke Manley (as Marty's long-suffering friend Dion) and Pico Iyer (as the condescending head of the table tennis authority) are perfect in their small roles.

But the real revelation of the film is Odessa A'Zion. Previously best known for horror movies, she's truly impressive as Rachel, Marty's longtime friend and on-again, off-again lover. Like Marty, she has big dreams and a cunningly ruthless pursuit of those dreams. When she willingly puts herself in his orbit after months apart, they supercharge each other's worst tendencies.

Marty Supreme is a slick progression of the Safdies' style, while losing none of the basics that made their past films so compelling. Whether you were a fan of those or not, you can't help but get sucked into this perfectly realized world.

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About Kip Mooney

Like many film critics born during and after the 1980s, my hero is Roger Ebert. The man was already the best critic in the nation when he won the Pulitzer in 1975, but his indomitable spirit during and after his recent battle with cancer keeps me coming back to read not only his reviews but his insightful commentary on the everyday. But enough about a guy you know a lot about. I knew I was going to be a film critic—some would say a snob—in middle school, when I had to voraciously defend my position that The Royal Tenenbaums was only a million times better than Adam Sandler’s remake of Mr. Deeds. From then on, I would seek out Wes Anderson’s films and avoid Sandler’s like the plague. Still, I like to think of myself as a populist, and I’ll be just as likely to see the next superhero movie as the next Sundance sensation. The thing I most deplore in a movie is laziness. I’d much rather see movies with big ambitions try and fail than movies with no ambitions succeed at simply existing. I’m also a big advocate of fun-bad movies like The Room and most of Nicolas Cage’s work. In the past, I’ve written for The Dallas Morning News and the North Texas Daily, which I edited for a semester. I also contributed to Dallas-based Pegasus News, which in the circle of life, is now part of The Dallas Morning News, where I got my big break in 2007. Eventually, I’d love to write and talk about film full-time, but until that’s a viable career option, I work as an auditor for Wells Fargo. I hope to one day meet my hero, go to the Toronto International Film Festival, and compete on Jeopardy. Until then, I’m excited to share my love of film with you.