⭐⭐⭐⭐ Who knew ping pong could be so stressful? Yes, Timothée Chalamet’s latest outing sees him as a 1950s table tennis superstar scrambling to scrape together enough money to reach the coveted Table Tennis World Championships. (A24) There was a lot of noise circling Marty Supreme as I entered the doors of my screening on a cold Wednesday night in January. And once I left those doors, I understood why. Josh Safdie’s Marty Supreme is a high-octane, borderline thriller following the highs and lows of Chalamet’s Marty Mouser as he runs around a grimy 1950s New York, chasing every penny he can get his hands on to scrape together enough money to make his way to the Table Tennis World Championships and fulfil his “purpose” of becoming the first American World Champion. Marty Supreme had me squirming in my seat throughout its 2 hour 29 minute runtime, and Chalamet, as always, shines. He perfectly toes the line between charisma and arrogance, keeping you invested in a protagonist who i...