A film of thrusting, yelling and obscenities

Rating: 9/10 (1 February 2014)

If the prospect of the film leaves you unconvinced then firstly remind yourself that Leonardo DiCaprio is the lead role, and secondly consider that Martin Scorsese really has extracted every grain of entertainment value from the tale of Jordan Belfort. I admit I came out the screening feeling like I'd just lived out Belfort's whole life - I thought it would never end! This certainly isn't for everyone. However, I can't really say that I was ever particularly bored. Whenever the pacing faltered it quickly threw another original, strangely engrossing, drug infused scene at us.
This is DiCaprio's film. Ever since Inception and Shutter Island his maturity as an actor has flourished. In Django and Gatsby he delivered flair and diversity, and now, in Wolf of Wall Street, it almost feels like (but lets hope not) his peak performance. He's incredible, hypnotic and easily the best thing about this film. Having DiCaprio in your film will make me want to see it. Whilst women where cooing over him after Titanic, it's now the turn of a straight male blogger to do the swooning. Gosling, you've got competition! I wouldn't rush to see it again - reluctant to sell my life to another 3 hours of insanity so soon. However, Wolf of Wall Street is so intense and relentless it deserves to be seen again one day. There are so many hilarious, outright ridiculous moments, over such a long run time that most of them get swallowed up by its fast pace. In some ways I felt like I'd been on the same roller coaster of debauchery and quaaludes, and as a result, lost my memory of the details. Maybe wait for the DVD if you're unconvinced by the prospects of this film, but we were all consistently entertained by DiCaprio's immoral antics.