REVIEW: THE WOLF OF WALL STREET
If James Franco's Alien from "Spring Breakers" had Leonardo DiCaprio's Gatsby's millions and Christian Bale's foul mouth from "American Hustle"...they still wouldn't come close to the living extremity of a man that is Jordan Belfort. The cocaine-devouring, hooker-purchasing, finance exploiting stockbroker with a rags-to-riches past is the latest examination of Martin Scorsese in this explicit, bonkers 80's-set epic. Like the aforementioned Gatsby, DiCaprio shows us with his third consecutive thrilling performance (also as a conniving slave owner in "Django Unchained") why he's one of Hollywood's greatest, currently or otherwise. "WOWS" begins, as movies typically do, with a number of stockbrokers hurling a helmet-clad dwarf against a large target bathed in money signs, and here's the thing: it sets the tone for the next three hours. That's right: 180 minutes. It is single-handedly the movie's vital ...