"Let me tell you something... There is no nobility in poverty. I've been a poor man, and I've been a rich man... And I chops rich every f*cking time!"
Jordan Belfort (Leonardo DiCaprio)
Scorsese never for one moment sits on the fence here - he practically revels in the debauched excesses that Belfort and his gang at Stratton Oakmont engaged in. It is this over-indulgence that some may argue seems a little out of touch with current opinions on stockbrokers and high-risk investment. Is Scorsese endorsing such behavior for today's Wall Street moneymen? The sheer amount of breasts, buttocks and barbiturates on display would seem to suggest so. And while the film zips through its 3-hour running time, Thelma Schoonmaker's editing scissors could have been put to use a little more productively on some of the more rambling sequences. In contrast to this, when we come to our anti-hero's downfall the end act is rather abrupt and lacking in detail - we have journeyed with this man through so many (illegal) highs on his adventure, that a little more on the scale of the comedown would have been favorable. However this is minor nitpicking for faults - Scorsese has made another master class of immoral excess. Some may scorn the lack of morals displayed by our protagonists, the rest of us will revel in it.
Martin Scorsese once again shows his peers how to make a glorious immorality tale for the big screen, with only some minor editing issues that prevent it from reaching the stratospheric heights of his 70s heyday.