Martin Scorsese and Leonardo DiCaprio team up yet again for a three hour story about sex, drugs and why you shouldn’t screw with the FBI.
The opening scene showcases a midget being thrown at a dart board, Leonardo DiCaprio getting sucked off in his car and sniffing cocaine off of his wife’s ass. If that doesn’t interest you, then you might want to spend three hours of your day doing something else.
The plot of the movie is centered around Jordan Belfort’s (Leonardo DiCaprio) rise to success and economic prosperity, and his recruitment of a crooked stockbroker army, including his primary sidekick Donnie Azoff (Jonah Hill). Jordan opens up Stratton Oakmont in the hopes of luring stupidly rich people into the risky game of investing, where he proceeds to cheat them dry, taking their money and spreading the wealth amongst him and his cohorts. This eventually gets the FBI involved, with an investigation led by Patrick Denham (Kyle Chandler). Because it’s Scorsese, the movie lasts just under three hours, as opposed to any other directors’ likely decision of making The Wolf of Wall Street a concise hour and a half affair. Scorsese obviously didn’t think an hour and a half would leave enough time for all of the sex and drug use, however, so he extended the movie’s run time to a far more allowing three hours.
The script for this movie is amazing. DiCaprio narrates Belfort’s thoughts throughout, providing entertaining insight into the mind of an out of control man hellbent on making money. All the characters from start to finish have something memorable to say, and as far as dialogue goes it’s the best use of 506 fuck’s I’ve ever had the pleasure of listening to over the course of three hours. Such great writing only helps to complement the briskly paced plot, meaning that I didn’t wonder what time it was once throughout the whole film.
DiCaprio hits it out of the park as Jordan Belfort, having that perfect blend of arrogance, menace and charisma to make him an enjoyable character to watch, even though his endeavors are hard to support. He acts pretty much the same way as when he was Jay Gatsby earlier this year, only far funnier and cruder, to give you an idea of the character. Jonah Hill hits it out of the park as well, although his character is just such a prick that you can’t enjoy him, no matter how good the acting is. As far as female leads of movie go, I’m very impressed by their acting skills considering they only seemed to show up to take their tops off.
All in all, I loved the movie. For all of its gratuitous sexual content, swearing and drug use, The Wolf of Wall Street still manages to deliver an extremely entertaining, memorable and historically accurate autobiography of Jordan Belfort.