
The Wolf of WAll Street
I am 12, nearly 13 years old. I want to become a filmmaker and study cinematography as I enter adulthood, and I cannot wait to have the freedom to fully work on my passion projects that I dream of. There are hundreds of directors that I want to explore, with the remainder of Spielberg’s masterpieces I haven’t seen yet including Schindler’s List, and more of Fincher’s library of highly praised films like Se7en and The Social Network. However, there is one director that has fascinated me more, and that is Martin Scorsese. He is new to me, but I am aware of his work, and I decided to check out his craziest movie first, UNaware of it’s pure wildness.
The movie centers around a young and ambitious stockbroker, Jordan Belfort, played by DiCaprio, who is a real person. Essentially, Belfort has two biographies, this film and the book. Anyway, he has a wife named Teresa and he begins his journey to succeed in the stock market, but Wall Street is no relaxing place. Numbers, percentages, shouting and papers and documents everywhere. However, things go from stressful to a literal permanent downfall. Some of you readers may remember Black Monday, a severely damaging and greatly unexpected market crash in 1987, which is the reasoning for Belfort transferring to a smaller center. But when he convinces a man to invest in something perfectly, with the correct tone and vocabulary, his colleagues are stunned and upon realizing his extreme potential, he begins his own broker team.
As I mentioned, this movie is fucking wild. But, to those of you who haven’t seen it, it may sound like a basic biography film with hints of comedy. Ha, no. Jordan falls to greed and overwhelming profits upon gathering a wide, wide selection of employees. When a man like Belfort obtains millions an hour, things go mad, or at least I’d assume. He recklessly snorts cocaine, drinks pills with alcohol and smokes illegal substances. He also… hires a lot of prostitutes. His wife divorces him after he had sex with Margot Robbie’s character, Naomi, and then continues to have sex with prostitutes throughout the remainder of the film. And, it is relentless. Honestly, this movie does not hold back at all, it is not afraid to show you all of the boobs and vaginas.
The most conflicting part of this movie to me is the comedic level. Am… I supposed to laugh at this or not? Jordan snorting cocaine off of Naomi’s breasts while he’s married? Some people will say, yeah, sure. Then on the other hand, the answer is nope. And then again, should I even take this movie seriously? But I’m floating towards yes. Comedy is subjective, as The Joker said. And very, very dark and profane at times.
Before I conclude, I would like to mention one particular scene that is likely my favorite in the entire movie. Everything, the acting, the realism and the dialogue. It’s the divorce scene between Jordan and Naomi. Well, not the actual separation, but the fighting beforehand. It begins with the “couple” lying in bed after having sex. Robbie’s expression clearly shows something is wrong without Jordan knowing yet. She says she wants a divorce and that that was the last time they’d have sex. DiCaprio’s acting in this scene is just perfect: he asks what she means, and he jumps on top of her, portraying a dominant position. Naomi gets off of him and the two argue, progressively getting more verbally abusive. It starts quite average for a wife-husband argument at higher levels, but then descends into more upsetting territory when Jordan rips up a couch until feathers spray everywhere. He quickly, while shaking with pure anger, calling her a whore to himself, snorts cocaine from his pocket of supply heavily, trying to relieve the stress or rage. Naomi comes into the room in possibly Robbie’s greatest performance yet. Tears flood her eyes as she tells him he’s going to jail and he will never see his children again. Belfort finds this too much, too much for him to handle, so he barges down the hallway to his daughter’s room, punching Naomi in the process to stop her from stopping him. In a potentially disturbing scene to some, he picks up his child and moves to the car, attempting to drive off with her. But, it backfires, and he falls in hot water with his crimes.
That scene proves the acting skills of these two exceeding actors, and it truly made me feel horrible. Realism is very important, especially in a biographical film, and Scorsese’s dialogue and DiCaprio and Robbie’s performances nearly perfected it, not to mention the other actors like Jonah Hill.