‘Marty Supreme’ Official Trailer: Josh Safdie and Timothée Chalamet Go Full Throttle in a Neon-Flecked Odyssey
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A fever dream of fame, chaos, and cash — Safdie’s return looks like cinematic anarchy at its most intoxicating.
From the minds that redefined modern anxiety cinema comes the year’s wildest ride. A24 has unveiled the first official trailer for Marty Supreme, written and directed by Josh Safdie and starring Timothée Chalamet in what’s already being hailed as his boldest performance to date. The film — a frenetic character study set in the underbelly of New York’s luxury resale market — premieres in theaters December 25, and the trailer has instantly set social media ablaze.
The footage opens with Chalamet’s titular Marty speeding through Manhattan’s diamond district, his eyes wide with ambition and adrenaline. There’s jewelry, drugs, sweat, and a throbbing electronic pulse courtesy of Safdie regular Daniel Lopatin (Oneohtrix Point Never). Gwyneth Paltrow co-stars as a high-society art dealer with secrets of her own, alongside Odessa A’zion, Kevin O’Leary, Abel Ferrara, Tyler Okonma (better known as Tyler, the Creator), and the inimitable Fran Drescher. The ensemble feels purpose-built for chaos — a gallery of American obsession in motion.
Safdie’s filmmaking, as ever, is ferocious. Shot on 35mm with handheld grit, Marty Supreme channels the propulsive energy of Uncut Gems but trades gambling dens for a surreal vision of influencer capitalism. “It’s about a kid who thinks he’s in control of the hustle — until he realizes the hustle owns him,” Safdie said in a statement. The film marks his first solo project without brother Benny Safdie since Good Time, though the DNA of their shared aesthetic remains: claustrophobic frames, sensory overload, and an unwavering empathy for the reckless dreamer.
Chalamet, fresh from Dune: Part Two and Wonka, fully immerses himself in Marty’s mania. The trailer shows him oscillating between charm and collapse, his rapid-fire dialogue blurring into hypnotic rhythm. “It’s a performance that’s half jazz, half panic attack,” one early viewer noted. The actor’s collaboration with Safdie feels like a natural evolution — two artists obsessed with volatility finding common ground in cinematic free fall.
The supporting cast pushes the boundaries of expectation. Paltrow, in her first major dramatic role in years, exudes a cool, serpentine menace, while Tyler Okonma’s turn as Marty’s rival dealer adds unpredictable electricity to every scene. Abel Ferrara and Fran Drescher bring grit and comic gravitas, transforming the film’s chaotic ecosystem into something mythic and human all at once.
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Visually, Marty Supreme evokes New York’s dual nature — glamorous and grimy, dazzling and dangerous. Safdie’s lens captures late-night laundromats and penthouse auctions with equal reverence, weaving a portrait of American ambition as addiction. The trailer crescendos with Chalamet screaming into a mirror, bathed in flashing red and green light, before cutting to black on a single, throbbing beat.
“Marty is every kid who thought making it meant surviving the storm,” Safdie said. “But the storm’s the only thing that ever made him feel alive.”
With its Christmas Day release, Marty Supreme positions itself as a bold counterpoint to holiday blockbusters — a film for the restless, the reckless, and the mesmerized. It’s pure Safdie: hypnotic, abrasive, and impossible to look away from.







