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What can I say? The film delivered exactly what I thought it would, a 3-hour barrage of pure adrenaline and excess, marred only by a somewhat predictable rise/fall arc, a shallow account of Belfort’s impact on the lives of his family and clients, and a final act that felt rushed. Criticisms aside, there are some notable performances here, not just by Leo DiCaprio, but by Matthew Mcconaughey and Jonah Hill in easily his most memorable character of his career. Early in the film, Mcconaughey sets the table of what’s to come in a brilliant scene where he breaks it all down for a bushy-tailed Leo over lunch, martinis and blow. The scene breathed and lived at its own pace, unabashed about it’s length by contemporary cinema standards. And Hill just seems to keep getting better and better with age. The buddy chemistry between him and Leo really oozes on-screen, made this a really fun film to watch. And goodness gracious there are some classic cinematic moments such as Jonah tripping on quaaludes in a mega overcranked clip at a frame rate normally reserved for hummingbirds, and Leo crawling to his car in a drug induced stupor.  “The Wolf of Wall Street” has vintage Scorcese smothered all over it, like a familiar and hearty gravy we haven’t tasted since “Casino”.  From his dolly pushes, incredibly choreographed long takes, and the expository VO that takes us into the anti-hero’s head – except this time it’s direct to camera.  Let’s not forget Terence Winter’s screenplay either, he’s easily one the most talented writers of our day.  Expect this film to be the target of pop culture worship by this younger generation, who years from now will be dressing up as Belfort and Azoff for Halloween, and reciting every line from the film without error. Go see it, it’s worth the money. Even my mom liked it.