Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf of Wall Street?

"My name is Jordan Belfort," says Leonardo DiCaprio as the film opens. "The year I turned 26, I made 49 million dollars, which really p*ssed me off because it was three shy of a million a week."

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Wolf of Wall Street, a film that broke the record for the most f-bombs dropped in a movie. The exact amount is up for debate, but it's more than 500 times in a three-hour film.

Is this a record that needed to be broken? No effing way.

Don't get me wrong. I have very colorful language. I drop the f-bomb myself way more than a respectable "lady" should. OK, so I'm not a lady. Neither do I like to go to films that dirty up the language to make it seem edgier, more hard-core or more scandalous.

So, did the dirty talk distract me from the film? Not in the least.

Wolf of Wall Street is about men (and a few women) who live to excess. They drink to excess; they party to extremes and yes, they curse like sailors. You don't like it, they don't give a f*%#.

I'm going to tell ya, I wasn't sure I was going to like this movie going in. Again, don't get me wrong, I love Martin Scorsese – Goodfellas, The Departed, Casino and Gangs of New York are just of few of his films that I love and count among my favorites. But I was unsure what Scorsese would do with a comedy.

Did I mention the movie was three hours long? Yeah. Movies this funny should have an intermission so girls with small bladders can stop and pee. 

Halfway through, a bit where a very high Belfort (DiCaprio) was trying to pull himself together and walk to his car had me and my friend in absolute stitches. As DiCaprio lolled about on the floor, unable to lift himself or even speak to ask for help, we laughed was so hard, my friend turned to me and whispered, "I'm going to piss myself!"

I was unaware that DiCaprio was so good with physical comedy. But this was not the only time we were allowed to laugh at DiCaprio's Belfort. Check out his "sweet moves" on the dance floor!

Funny!

Also in the film is one of the funniest men in young Hollywood, Jonah Hill. Who plays Donnie Azoff, Belfort's partner in crime.

From his incredibly large, very white teeth to his huge glasses and even bigger appetite for drugs and women, Azoff is both funny and funny looking.

Scorsese has done a fine job with this film. There is not one "good" person in this film, but yet everyone is so likable you're hoping for them to win, and knowing they likely won't.

Belfort's father, Max (played by Rob Reiner) is the oft-ignored voice of reason. He warns his son that "One day the chickens will come home to roost."

And that they do. For that is the moral of this story. You can run with abandon and party into oblivion, you can pretend that there are no victims in white collar crime, but one day... One day those chickens will come home to roost and then it's too late to fly the coop.

Here is a scene where Max confronts Belfort and Azoff about their monthly expenditures, and he is rebuffed. 

This clip is a great example of the entire movie. It is fast paced, witty and completely unapologetic.

My bestie asked me if I thought she would like it and the answer was, "Nooo..." But the film's not for everybody. If you like DiCaprio, Scorsese, and aren't bothered by graphic language and nudity, The Wolf of Wall Street is a must see!

So, my quest for Oscar Gold continues. What should I see this weekend? I'm thinking 12 Years a Slave. Suggestions?

And what did you think of The Wolf of Wall Street? Let me know in the comments.

Til next time,
Ginny...not Jenny