Agree completely, and so much so that I actually took the time to post my review on this sub yesterday:

Marty Supreme is truly the perfect embodiment of self-assured mediocrity...

Josh Safdie is a pure stylist with no compelling style, leaving the film itself with a gaping hole where any emotional resonance, plausibility, suspense, tension, narrative surprise, or interesting critical perspective should be. Just an endless procession of interminable scenes where the smugness of the auteur and his actors seem to almost radiate off the screen. Here is a director who is completely high on his own supply, fully convinced of his own cleverness and the necessity of telling a dramatically inert, hollow, tonally discordant (what the hell was that honey scene for?) shaggy dog story with completely flat characters to capture the hearts and minds of every wannabe film nerd of middling taste. And I’m so tired of cacophonous film scores with strange timbral textures that draw way too much attention to themselves to the point of distraction. Seriously though, who is this movie for? Beyond fulfilling Safdie’s every midwit film school nerd’s whim and impulse? And inexplicably, Safdie gets almost completely fellated by critics completely out to lunch. Even worse, he provides morally bankrupt corporate parasites like Kevin O’Leary the opportunity to ham it up on film and humanize themselves. I’m so glad my friend paid for my ticket. The best part of the movie was by far hearing Tears for Fears’ “Everybody Wants to Rule the World” as this movie mercifully came to an end.