The Wolf of Wall Street is a hedonistic spectacle of money, sex and drugs. One of the weakest films of Scorsese's illustrious career, a highly entertaining black comedy that gets you a hard on but leaves you gasping on the home run. But Leonardo DiCaprio, that beautiful slimy motherfucker, explodes like a fucking nuclear bomb on the screen. As the infernal ringmaster of a lawless circus, he is an indefinable volatile kinetic force who revels in debased and depraved excesses with effortless sexiness. The two fiercely inspiring speeches often remind you of Satan in Paradise Lost, and for the Twilight/Twitter generation, DiCaprio is William Wallace meets Barack Obama in those two epic scenes. Jonah Hill, in the obnoxiously adorable supporting act, outdoes himself. In the brief cameo, Matthew McConaughey too dazzles like a shooting star.
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