The film goes from the mundane to the ecstatic in the first 2 minutes—from selling shoes and dealing with an unhappy customer to joyous uninhibited sex.  From low to high in a flash.

This film is about the American dream. Winning it all. Or not. This is sort of a sports film, but really unlike any sports film you have seen.  Marty Mauser played with boundless energy by Timothée Chalmaet, is supremely confident; supremely arrogant.  He claims to be “Hitler’s worst nightmare” because he is Jewish and on top of the table tennis world.  It’s only a start according to him and no one else. Ignoring his girlfriend for the moment, he meets Kate a famous movie star much older and more famous than he is, and thinks she will want to go out with him, even though he is a pimply faced 23- year-old obnoxious kid. Extremely obnoxious. But extremely confident. In fact, he is supremely confident. He is American brash. He invites Kay the star to his penthouse Royal Suite and amazingly, she accepts. Even though she has a wealthy husband and family that chain her down until she bursts out of those chains.

Marty  cons everyone. Friends, relatives, loved ones. It makes no difference in the insane pursuit of his goals he cons anyone who stands in his way or could help him out, voluntarily, or not. This is what happens when we have insane goals. Like becoming the best surgeon in the world and bringing dead people back to life, as in Frankenstein. Or a revolutionary, as in One Battle After Another Or becoming the world champion table tennis player as in Marty Supreme. Or a secret agent as in Secret Agent.  Ora racing car driver long past one’s best by date. Our goals and desires can kill us.  Lying going to war in Iran without a hint of a plan. Insane, but Americans, or at least a lot of them seem to like insane.  That’s for sure. Supremely insane.

But Marty is nothing if not brave. He is a rebel. He is lightning that refuses to stay where it belongs. Which is true. He is disgusting. And he is what he said he was—a confidence man. He sells confidence. Supreme confidence.  He sells faith. People believe. So it must be true.

Marty is playing in a world championship, and of course expects to win. The American is a lout. A poor sport. Sort of like their current President. The Japanese player is stoical. Humble, gracious.  The Japanese  player with a very unusual serve, that mysteriously he is unable to return. Now he is no longer supreme. Only very good. How will be handle that?

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