In the opening scene of Martin Scorsese’s “The Wolf of Wall Street,” about 300 or so drunken, crazed stockbrokers chant and cheer as Jordan Belfort, the protagonist of the movie, proceeds to toss a dwarf dressed in tights and a helmet at a target with a dollar sign as the bullseye. The place goes wild, like the crowd at a cockfight.
Within the first 10 seconds, Scorsese establishes the ruckus and insanity of “The Wolf of Wall Street,” and he’s only getting started — it only gets crazier from there.
At two hours and 59 minutes (Scorsese’s longest movie), “The Wolf of Wall Street” is a massive, bold, wildly entertaining, crime epic that only Scorsese could have directed. It shares DNA with “Goodfellas” and “Casino,” Scorsese’s own gangster epics, as well as Brian De Palma’s “Scarface,” with a touch of Oliver Stone’s “Wall Street.” Like those movies, “Wolf” is about people who achieve a twisted version of the American dream and how they eventually lose it all, in the pursuit of wanting even more wealth and success.
After the opening scene, Scorsese and screenwriter Terrence Winter (based on a memoir by the real Jordan Belfort, about his time on Wall Street in the ‘80s) continue to shock us. In a brief montage, we’re introduced to Jordan’s (Leonardo DiCaprio) overwhelming wealth. In great Scorsese fashion, the story then goes back in time, to a young Jordan Belfort arriving in Manhattan for the first time, eager, fresh-faced and innocent. Like any criminal kingpin, Jordan starts at the bottom: When he gets his first stockbroker job, he’s told he’s lower than dirt.
He manages to attract the attention of a veteran broker Mark Hanna (Matthew McConaughy), who takes Jordan under his wing. In this brief but crucial section, Hanna takes Jordan’s innocence and molds him into the cocky slimeball he eventually becomes. The scene where Hanna teaches Jordan how to be a big-time Wall Street man, beating his chest and chanting like a Native American doing a war dance, is among the best scenes in the entire movie.
Put simply, McConaughy owns the role (continuing his cinematic hot streak this year), and his presence is felt during the rest of the movie.
After running into some trouble, Jordan finds himself out of a job, but not for long. Along with his new friend and partner Donnie Azoff (Jonah Hill), they become entrepreneurs.
What starts as a small operation run out of an old auto-repair shop with a bunch of yahoos who’ve never sold a stock in their life as the employees, turns into a full-blown stockbroking firm (called Stratton Oakmont), situated in the heart of Wall Street.
From there, Jordan, Donnie and the rest begin rolling in vast amounts of wealth and excess. They make so much money so fast that they practically use $100 bills as tissue paper. During a regular workday, Jordan and the rest of the high-ups sit in their conference room and brainstorm ways to spend their money. At one point, they have a serious conversation about the logistics of hiring those dwarfs from the opening scene.
Nothing they do is subtle, but they’re arrogant Wall Street guys — this is how they show their dominance. Naturally, it attracts the attention of FBI agent Patrick Denham (Kyle Chandler), who, when it comes to FBI work, is as confident and determined as Jordan is. A meeting between the two on Jordan’s yacht turns into an amusing and tense showdown of cockiness.
Despite all of the bad and utterly tasteless things Jordan does in “Wolf,” he is, at heart, a damn-good salesman and a great motivator. And as bad as he is, you still respect his ambition and intelligence — not just anyone can start a successful stockbroking firm and sustain that success for years.
Also, as with any antihero, the good times eventually start to run out, and he must be punished for all his rotten deeds.
DiCaprio’s performance is phenomenal, one of tremendous highs and tremendous lows. Audacious and wonderfully over-the-top, at times he is reminiscent of Al Pacino’s performance as Tony Montana. And his chemistry with right-hand-man Hill is infectious.
The 30-year-old comedic actor, from movies like “Superbad” and “Knocked Up,” has sure come a long way, and much like his Oscar-nominated performance in “Moneyball,” the character of Donnie appeals to his sensibilities as a comedic actor but also allows him to do something different.
Since this is a Scorsese crime picture, he uses familiar techniques. Structurally, the movie resembles “Goodfellas,” combining montages containing dynamic and fluid camera work by Rodrigo Prieto, with lengthy, dialogue-heavy exchanges. Voice-over narration (by Jordan) keeps the story moving at a breezy pace, and just about every scene has a pop or rock song to underline the action and emotions.
At the same time, Scorsese finds ways to juice up these techniques and even manages to add in some innovations. For example, near the end of the movie, after Jordan takes at least 10 Quaaludes one night, he trips so hard that he practically becomes disabled. Without going into too many details, he miraculously drives himself home from a nearby country club, without damage to himself or his car. However, a few minutes later we find out that he actually did cause a lot of property damage and the previous sequence was only fantasy.
Through this ridiculous and amusing scene, Scorsese subtly introduces the element of the unreliable narrator, and it makes you think back over the events in rest of the movie: How much of the extravagant stuff actually happened, and how much of it only took place in his mind? Did Jordan and his associates really hire the dwarfs, or did they only talk about it? Even though he’s dealing with familiar material, Scorsese still manages to surprise us.
“The Wolf of Wall Street” does run into some editing problems: Certain scenes could have been trimmed down or even taken out altogether. And since this is a male-dominated story, the women, such as Jordan’s blonde bombshell wife played by Madison McKinley, don’t have much of a place. And, overall, the movie doesn’t have the same depth as “Goodfellas” or “Casino,” but that doesn’t make it bad.
Scorsese keeps you on your feet; you’re alive in the world the movie creates. There’s always something to keep your attention. It’s easily his best movie since “The Departed.”
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