Plenty Of Talent, But Mostly Wasted Here

Rating: 4/10 (5 February 2020)

A film that is based upon a true story should not feel contrived, but director Martin Scorsese has created a film that diverges so far from reality by its very construction that it feels indulgent. The main character, Jordan Belfort (Leonardo DiCaprio), narrates ad nauseum throughout the film. Early on, we see a red sportscar. Belfort says he didn't actually drive a red car; his was white. This might be an attempt at playfulness, but it serves to undermine the veracity of the script. And the viewer is left wondering for what purpose.
Belfort is a worthless human being, devoid of decency. As such, he is one-dimensional. He seems to exist solely as an object of hate for the audience. His self-analysis consists of pronouncements designed to shock, like the rebellious declarations of a teenage hooligan. "I love drugs," he says, as if his drug-fueled debauchery splashed over every frame of the film is not enough evidence.
It is said that Scorsese encourages his actors to go off-script, that he likes adlibbing. That seems to be the case here, and the result is an unconvincing parody.
One performance worth celebrating is Margot Robbie as Naomi, Belfort's wife. Once again she demonstrates she is one of the best actors of her generation. The over-the-top performances of other actors only serve to emphasize her solid depiction of a believable character.
I cannot recommend this film, but those who see Wall Street as a villainous, monolithic agent for evil might enjoy its cartoonish aspects.