The Wolf of Wall Street

Watch it for the deadly Scorsese-Leonardo combination that creates magic each time these two team up. The Wolf of Wall Street is a good three hours spent at the theatre.

...one of the best films in recent times, don't miss it.

The Indian audience would be disappointed with some abrupt edits and jump cuts. These cuts were imposed by the censors. Overall, 'The Wolf of Wall Street', like DiCaprio`s previous film, 'The Great Gatsby' is an over-egged pudding that`s worth a watch.

What is truly remarkable about the movie is that inspite of being a movie which is full of drugs, cocaine and wild parties, it manages to save itself from the glorification of such a life. But then, that is just the job half-done. The other half includes turning the film back to the audience to make them really think whether it was really worth to live a life like this? Does it have some value? The audience would have gotten their own answers only if The Wolf of Wall Street would have managed to to do that.

...sitting through 179 minutes of predictable, blasé and brash anecdotes becomes tedious. Yet, when the end comes, it is abrupt. Can you believe that? Di Caprio is as usual good, though he has to scream his lungs out and stoop to gross deeds...when all is said and done Horace Walpole's "in small proportions we just beauty see, in short measures life may perfect be" stands out loud and clear.

If The Wolf of Wall Street were a person, I probably wouldn't turn around to give them a second look. It is rather shocking and extremely heartbreaking to see this coming from a director I admire so much. It looks good and it sounds good too -- The Wolf of Wall Street can really please the senses, it seems. Just remember to forget your humanity for a while.

If you're appalled by the vacuousness and superficiality of Belfort's world, then perhaps you're seeing the ambiguities that one would expect of a Scorcese film. Unfortunately, it's difficult to figure out whether we're imagining them or if they're actually there.

Though it does not measure up to GoodFellas (1990) or Casino (1995), the two previous Scorsese masterworks with which it shares thematic similarities, The Wolf of Wall Street still makes for compelling viewing.

It's a zeitgeist film, of course, given all that has happened on Wall Street and the rest of the world in recent times, but it's also a study of addiction, to money, drugs, sex and the kind of outré hedonism that now seems outright obscene. The movie doesn't have a single totemic image that captures the obscene wealth and privilege on display—there is no Antilla, no Scarface cocaine bath. Rather, the parade of outrageousness continues from the beginning to the end, dominated by DiCaprio's smarmy visage that suggests a Gatsby gone irredeemably rogue and transformed into a coked-out raging bull.