Set in New York in 1952, a shoe salesman (Timothee Chalamet) has ambitions to become the table tennis champion at the British Open (a table tennis tournament last staged in 2011). To get the money to get to England, he robs his place of employment. Inspired by the autobiography THE MONEY PLAYER by Marty Reisman and directed by Josh Safdie (UNCUT GEMS). Timothee Chalamet has delivered some impressive performances since his film debut 12 years ago in movies like CALL ME BY YOUR NAME and A COMPLETE UNKNOWN but nothing compared to his dynamite performance here. With the intensity of a young Pacino or De Niro, Chalamet's Marty seems ready to jump out of his skin at any moment. At two and a half hours, the film is a rollercoaster ride of emotions and ferocity. But I absolutely hated the phony sell out ending! For over two hours, Chalamet's Marty is a total narcissistic prick and suddenly after a tournament in Japan, he switches to Mr. Sweetheart cooing at his baby? I could buy his redemption if it was gradual but it's immediate and not believable. Not quite enough to ruin the movie it still compromises the film to the point that I had to downgrade it a few notches. The excellent supporting cast include Gwyneth Paltrow, Kevin O'Leary, Abel Ferrera, Fran Drescher, Odessa A'zion, Tyler Okonma and Sandra Bernhard.
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