Film Review: Marty Supreme (Josh Safdie, 2025)

Although i think Chalamet is one of the better, more vibrant actors of his generation, i cannot really stand the guy. He seems like a giant douchebag if you want me to get blunt about it. Of course it's this image of him as a giant douchebag (whether he truly is a giant douchebag or just playing one as a public persona) that makes this extremely unlikable character work in this film.

Yet, paradoxically, as extremely unlikable as Marty Mouser is in this film (and yes, you guessed it, he's a giant douchebag) i couldn't help but find myself rooting for the poor schlub throughout Josh Safdie's anxiety inducing, hypertensive film follow-up to his equally anxiety inducing hypertensive Uncut Gems.

The fact that Marty Mouser is based on a real person, who may or may not be a giant douchebag (though it is based on his autobiography) makes me think Chalamet was perfect for the role, as he seems to be a giant douchebag himself.

Have i used the term giant douchebag enough here, because that is the one factor that makes Chalamet so good here. The rest of the film is made good by Safdie's frantic filmmaking as well as pitch perfect editing and orgasmic cinematography.