Movie Review: Wolf of Wall Street

Since I'm cheap, I rarely ever go to the theater anymore. Instead, I stand awkwardly at the RedBox Kiosk outside of Price Chopper and rent movies. The process is easy, my husband even gave me specific instructions on what to do: I hit the "return" button, insert the movies and then I hit the "pick up" button and swipe my credit card. It's easy enough, I just find the waiting 5 minutes while the machine searches for the movie uncomfortable, because you know people are watching you and if there's a line behind you, it's even worse. So I get my movies, then I pop my own popcorn, drink a beer, and watch them in the comfort of my own home.

So we just rented,

The Wolf of Wall Street

This movie was really great. I was not prepared for the inappropriateness, the copious amounts of drugs, alcohol, and fornication that would be displayed across the screen. But there was a story behind it, and it was entertaining. 

I wish this were actually someone's creative thinking, but instead it's based on the true life of Jordan Belfort. If you drop whatever morals you have and can separate yourself from the fact that Mr. Belfort actually lived this life, deceived these people, wasted this money, and snorted coke out of some strippers butt-crack, then you might find this enjoyable.

I feel like Leonardo DiCaprio, Jonah Hill (kinda almost stole the show), and Matthew McConaughey did a great job with their characters. And when did Matthew McConaughey become such a creeper? He used to be a hot dude, now... I barely have words.

When this movie was over, I was entertained. And then I felt weird. I think it was because of all the infidelity. Movies like this just seem to stress the fact that shallow rich men are whores and my soul aches for their wives.

Note to parents. Get all children out of the room before this movie starts or they will forever be damaged.

Rating (with basic human morals ignored)  9/10