Leaving the recent Academy Awards empty-handed, Martin Scorsese’s The Wolf of Wall Street nonetheless is one of the few 2013 Best Picture nominees we’ll still be watching decades later.
As he did with 1990’s Goodfellas and with 1995’s Casino, Scorsese again grants us an epic peek at another world’s process; in this case, Wall Street’s repeated fleecing of Main Street. It’s yet another Scorsese masterpiece.
Leonardo DiCaprio never has been better — and that’s really saying something — than playing Jordan Belfort, a little-fish stockbroker who developed into a Great White once he perfected the penny-stock scam. Based on a story so insane it must be true, the film follows his meteoric, cokefueled rise and meteoric, coke-fueled fall.
The Wolf of Wall Street has been criticized as glorifying this lifestyle of debauchery; did those people see the same film? At no point did I want to trade the $3 in my wallet for Belfort’s miserable millions, although I’ll admit watching him piss it all away made for the most entertaining three hours in recent memory. — Rod Lott