Martin Scorsese sure knows how to throw a party. Dazzling to the eye, explicit in every nature and exploiting every moral to be had The Wolf Of Wall Street is without a doubt the epitome of screen entertainment. The monster movie (a 3-hour debacle of addictive crazy) never stops to take a breathe. It's all helicopters, tantrums, pool parties, big boats, strippers, hallucinations, animals, expletives shouted and hired dwarves. Addressing the tired storyline of the fall of a Wall Street king that we have too often seen in films such as The Company Men, Inside Job and Wall Street - Scorsese brings new light to an all too familiar genre.
Jordan Belfort's steady climb in the financial world is amusing as it is illegal. He develops from a wide-eyed ambitious young man fresh on Wall Street to a drugged-up smooth talking legend. On his way up, he upgrades.... everything - from his car to his job to his friends and finally to his wife. And while moving up in the corporate ladder, he sheds moral after moral at no expense. Belfort and his team of compatriots spend more time planning how to spend their money than actually making it. And this is the primary source of entertainment.
If ever there was a perfectly OTT film - than this is it.









