Genre: Blisteringly Amoral Fact-Based Comedy Drama
Directed by: Martin Scorsese
Starring: Leonardo DiCaprio, Jonah Hill, Matthew McConaughey, Margot Robbie, Rob Reiner, Jean Dujardin
There are only a handful of films in any given year that bring a smile — really, a series of smiles — to my face for the sheer audacity of the filmmaking. Martin Scorsese's The Wolf of Wall Street is one such film. Every so often there is a certain use of the camera, a composition or an edit that delighted me far more than any of the year's big special effects. It's the kind of sensation that you only get from a master filmmaker — and the occasional upstart newcomer — and it restores one’s faith a little in film for its own sake. And yet, I have to say this is perhaps not quite top-tier 21st-century Scorsese. Oh, it's great. I'm not sure I've ever seen a three-hour movie that moved this beautifully. The performances are all first rate and there's really nothing to complain about. Still, The Wolf of Wall Street, for all its brilliance, isn't going to score the No. 1 spot on my 10-best list of the year — something Scorsese's last two pictures did without much contest. It will be on that list — and in the top half — but not at the very top. Why? Simply because — at least on one viewing — it entertained, it impressed, it even wowed, but it didn't really connect with me emotionally.
It's interesting that The Wolf of Wall Street comes out at the same time as David O. Russell's American Hustle, because it's essentially American Hustle's ugly twin. Besides both being fact-based (Wolf more so than Hustle), the two films are also studies of amoral characters pursuing twisted versions of the American Dream. But the tones are very different. Russell's film is cheerfully amoral. It's a cheeky conceit — and it can be because it's about not very bright people getting in over their heads and damaging themselves as much as anybody. Scorsese's film is a separate proposition. Its characters aren't always all that smart, but they're avaricious monsters inflicting a great deal of damage on others. That they are — sort of — brought down by their own arrogance doesn't change this. The characters that populate Wolf may be — they are — entertaining and amusing, but they're never likable in any significant way. (I have heard a story of an audience of high-roller investment brokers who cheered the amassed perfidy on the screen, but let's assume they are not your average viewer.)
Leonard DiCaprio stars — and largely carries the film — as real-life (and really crooked) investment broker Jordan Belfort, on whose memoir the film is based. DiCaprio matches the film's intensity from the first frame. This is an excessive movie about excess and excessive people — that's the key it starts in and maintains for its entire running time. You'll either find it exhilarating or exhausting — or maybe a bit of both. The film is like the characters in that it never pauses to even briefly think anything over. It merely barges ahead — just like its drug-and-alcohol-fueled characters. The difference, of course, is that the film is rightfully sure of itself while the characters are not (though they think they are). Scorsese recognizes what’s happening is appallingly black comedy; the characters don't. Scorsese is the one sober person in a film full of drunks — placidly observing their actions and turning them into dark humor. We're talking about a filmmaker who can make a scene in which Belfort — drugged to a point where he can't walk — manages to crawl to his Ferrari and drive home funny. Better still, he's toying with us and has in store a different payoff than what we — or Belfort — think happened.
The Wolf of Wall Street is dynamite filmmaking on every level, but it's also clearly not going to be to everyone's liking. And that's fine. No film should be, and if it is, there's probably something wrong with it. However, this is the sort of movie that anyone who is seriously interested in the art of film should see. It's one that I'm anxious to watch a second time — and maybe more. Rated R for sequences of strong sexual content, graphic nudity, drug use and language throughout, and for some violence.
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