"Marty Supreme". Curzon Westgate
Josh Safdie keeps making the same movie. In 2017, Good Time was a techno-blasting surge of adrenaline that followed Robert Pattinson as a small-time crook making one terrible decision after another. Everything he tries backfires. In 2019, Uncut Gems followed Adam Sandler as a gambling addict getting sucked into a criminal whirlpool of his own making. Terrible decisions pour out of him so quickly, it’s as if he’s hell-bent on his own destruction. And now there’s Marty Supreme , in which Timothée Chalamet charges around New York, London and Japan making such terrible decisions that not only the audience but even the other characters in the film can barely believe how determined he is to screw up every opportunity that comes his way. It all goes back, apparently, to Safdie’s chaotic upbringing, immersed in the turmoil of divorcee parents, constantly travelling between his Italian-Syrian-Sephardic father in Queens and his Ashkenazi mother in Manhattan. But Safdie’s therapy is our enterta...