Marty Supreme (Josh Safdie, 2025): Finland | United States

Reviewed by Kara Raynaud. Viewed at SBIFF.

Marty Supreme is a lightning-fast story about a young man in the 1950s who aspires to become the most famous table tennis player in the world. The film is directed by and co-written by Josh Safdie, with a screenplay co-written by Ronald Bronstein, best known for his work on Uncut Gems. The film premiered at the New York Film Festival, where it received multiple awards and nominations, before its Christmas Day release. Timothée Chalamet delivers what many critics are calling one of his strongest performances—charismatic, abusive, and overtly narcissistic in his relentless quest for fame.

It’s hard to categorize Marty Supreme as a traditional sports drama. Beneath its competitive framework lies a layered narrative exploring poverty, social climbing, reinvention, and ambition at any cost. Chalamet stars as Marty Bauser, a gifted but desperate table tennis enthusiast determined to escape his socio-economic circumstances and redefine his legacy. From the outset, it’s clear that Marty is fleeing a despair-ridden childhood, clawing his way toward a world unlike his own—one where talent can be weaponized as a means of transformation.

In his chaotic ascent, Marty crosses boundaries fearlessly, often recklessly. From smoky pool halls to crumbling tenement buildings, he manipulates, exploits, and discards those who care for him in pursuit of the top. In one particularly debasing scene, he entangles himself with Milton Rockwell, a sleazy, wealthy socialite played by newcomer Kevin O’Leary in his first featured role. Rockwell is married to Kay Stone, an aging starlet portrayed with brittle glamour by Gwyneth Paltrow. The ensemble cast is expansive and impressively authentic, populated with gritty, largely unknown performers who lend the film an unpolished realism. Fran Drescher gives a riveting and unexpectedly restrained performance as Marty’s mother, grounding the film emotionally amid its chaos.

Cinematography by Darius Khondji was shot on film stock, a crucial choice that gives the movie its rich, ruddy 1950s texture. Safdie infuses the film with the high-wire energy he is known for—rapid edits, kinetic camera movement, humor threaded through tension, and lingering shots that suggest impending doom at every turn. In doing so, he distinguishes this underdog story from predecessors like The Hustler and The Color of Money. The wardrobe and styling of the actors is an infusion of 1950s and contemporary elements such as bright unlikely color tones; reds and blues that add a flare to the story. 

Ultimately, Marty Supreme functions less as a sports drama and more as a character study—an unraveling of the psychological extremes one might endure in pursuit of unlikely success. Composer Daniel Lapitan underscores the narrative with an energetic, textured score that reinforces emotional peaks and mirrors Marty’s manic drive.

The result is a portrait of ambition untethered—thrilling, unsettling, and impossible to ignore. I highly suggest seeing Marty Supreme in the theater… as soon as you can. It’s a wild ride worth going on. 


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