Marty Supreme is two hours and thirty minutes long, yet it flies by in a heartbeat.
This new film from Josh Safdie (Uncut Gems and Good Time) moves at breakneck speed, offering up a melting pot of drama, dream chasing, violence, romance, and the intricacies of the professional ping-pong scene in a way that is intoxicating to watch.
Timothée Chalamet stars as Marty Mauser (a character loosely based on Marty "The Needle" Reisman, a real-life US table tennis champ from the 1950s), a young man working in a shoe shop in 1950's New York who is dissatisfied with the mediocre life that has been laid out for him, partly by his mother (a perfectly cast Fran Drescher) and is adamant that he is destined for greater things.
Specifically, he dreams of being the world's top-ranked table tennis player and winning the British Open, while also launching his own brand of balls called the 'Marty Supreme'.
He's also having an affair (and quite a bit of stockroom sex) with his married childhood sweetheart Rachel (Odessa A'zion), and after holding a gun to a co-worker's head in order to secure the shoe shop wages he said he's owed, Marty flies off to the UK expecting to soon return home to New York as a celebrated star.
Yet all does not go to plan, and not only does Marty give a problematic interview to reporters about a fellow player, but he is also spectacularly defeated by a Japanese player (Koto Kawaguchi) and promptly throws a very public tantrum about his loss.
In amongst the table tennis drama, Marty's London trip also leads him to meet Kay Stone (Gwyneth Paltrow), a once-famous Hollywood actress who stepped away from the spotlight in order to become a bored society wife to businessman Milton Rockwell (Kevin O'Leary). Over the course of the film, Marty befriends and then seduces Kay through sheer annoyance and arrogance (which is not a message I hope men take away from this film), while also getting into a precarious business arrangement with her husband.

























