Triangle of Smashed Racquets

Luca Guadagnino, the master of sensual summer haze (Call My By Your Name, A Bigger Splash), has scored an ace with Challengers, this decade’s sexiest, most exhilarating sports movie.

Tennis metaphors for love and relationships might feel like lazy shots — but in Challengers, they are effortless and irresistible. Justin Kuritzkes’ whip-smart script, with a perfect information drip-feed and many thoughtful motifs, sets up a spellbinding rally between the characters’ past and present. I couldn’t look away.

Zendaya is on top form as Tashi, handling a remarkable range from vicious late teen to early thirties, glossy-thighed career mom. By her side are Mike Faist as Art, breathing both an easy confidence and quiet brooding into the screen, and a charming, devious Josh O’Connor as Patrick.

“But what’s Tom Holland going to say?” Zendaya and Mike Faist in Challengers (2024) dir. Luca Guadagnino

Challengers presents a much more sincere and compelling love triangle than the trailers suggest. The trio’s steamy history is full of big questions as well as eye candy. What are they “challenging”? Do they want love, validation, or just a really good game? Are all those things the same?

Trent Reznor and Atticus Ross’ soundtrack — their most exciting score since The Social Network — really makes the film. The thumping synths transform many a scene into alluring music video, replete with slow-mo dripping sweat, blue steel stares, and a pinch of ’80s throwback.

Every match has to end, and the film veers dangerously close to overlong. But it’s the right kind of heady indulgence that will keep your eye on the ball throughout. What a thrill.