🎾🎾🎾🎾 (4 out of 5 Aces) Best paired with: An energy drink, a toxic situationship, and a willingness to watch Zendaya stare daggers for two hours.
Luca Guadagnino’s electric, sweaty, synth-soaked thriller isn’t really about tennis. Tennis is just the battlefield. The real sport on display is Challengers
Art is the champion. He has the money, the fame, the endorsement deals. But he’s bored. He’s soft. Patrick is the challenger—hungry, broke, and dangerous. The entire film builds to a single, rainy match at a low-tier New York challenger event. On paper, the champ shouldn't be there. But the champ needs to feel something again. I cannot write about this movie without mentioning Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross’s score. It is not a sports soundtrack. It is a techno rave mixed with a panic attack. 🎾🎾🎾🎾 (4 out of 5 Aces) Best paired