This movie should have been rated “X.” Certainly, not “R.”
Martin Scorsese is an amazing director, one of the greatest ever. In terms of sheer acting power and movie making, I would have rated this movie somewhere between and 8 or 9. But the picture reeked of disgusting debauchery from beginning to end, that it took away, not added to, the more interesting aspects of the story line.
Based on a true-life character, The Wolf of Wall Street is slick, fast-talking Jordan Belfort, played deftly by an intense Leonardo DiCaprio. Belfort later spent 22 months in prison for stock scams, and that was only after he ratted out his buddies in exchange for a lighter sentence. While it’s not unusual for Hollywood to portray the dark side of the white collar criminal world, with sex, violence and foul language imbedded into these kinds of movies to present “realism,” there comes a time when the public, and critics should holler: “ENOUGH ALREADY!”
This movie is far more than over the top. I’m no prude. I was a cop for thirty years, I sometimes use foul language, I hear foul language. I get it. I understand the sex issue. But this movie was beyond the limits. It was categorically offensive.
Belfort’s lifestyle and all his many followers (scores of lawyers, brokers, phone dialers) is riddled with a constant flow of immoral excess to an including multiple sex scenes that portray everything other than the bare penis, as though that was the only thing to keep it from the dreaded “X” rating. What about snorting coke with a straw from the anus of a naked woman? Fellatio in a rising glass elevator for dozens to watch, laughingly. Drug-high crowds of Wall Street workers banging one another in plain view atop office desks, women along with men, cheering on the fornicators. More than realistic scenes of power sex with DiCaprio and his wife or girl friends. This wasn’t one or two nude scenes, or a couple of intimate sex acts, this was replete throughout the picture.
Add to that, the repeated glorification of cocaine and Quaaludes, not only by DiCaprio but every other man and woman in the cast. In one scene, DiCaprio is so numbed by Ludes, that he is pathetically stumbling/crawling out of a hotel lobby. Young girls were heard in our audience, chuckling as though this was funny. The movie characters repeatedly commented how much they loved their drugs and how great it made them feel.
Millions of teenagers and young adults will watch this picture. They will be the recipients of such messages that our loved ones and our society will have to deal with later on, because our moral compass has dipped so low, we say that anything and everything is ok.
Well, it’s not ok. And it’s time we start saying so.
Foul language is commonplace in pictures these days. But when every verb and noun is given the same adjective starting with letter “F,” it gets old, and it distracts from the dialogue. According to IMDB, the “F” word is used 506 times in its three hour time frame, most ever in a Scorsese movie.
The story-line about Wall Street greed and corruption would make this a great picture, but Scorsese pushed the envelope too far with far too much emphasis on the depraved aspects of every character’s behaviors, not just Jordan Belfort, as though open lascivious conduct is commonplace within the walls of Wall Street. The greed/corruption focus was obscured by decadence.
Some raters called this a great comedy. They should be fired from their jobs.
There’s nothing funny about The Wolf of Wall Street. It’s more a tragedy, not only because the graphic sex, violence, drugs and language were so abundant, we – the people—will spend $100 million in box office receipts giving it validation.
Then we wonder what’s happened to our society.
Look for some Academy Award nods for acting and directing. If anyone wins, they should throw their Oscar in the East River along with all the other garbage.
The only reason we stayed for the full length of the picture, was because I had intended on writing this review.