Based on the memoir of New York stockbroker Jordan Belfort, The Wolf Of Wall Street is a lurid portrait of debauchery.
Greed isn’t just good, it’s a cornerstone of this gaudy, hallucinogenic American dream, allowing the unscrupulous to prey on the weak and vulnerable in order to finance flashy apartments, fast cars and copious amounts of nose candy.
In flashback, we meet Jordan as he nervously starts a position with brokers at Rothschild, where charismatic golden boy, Mark Hanna (Matthew McConaughey), takes the newcomer under his tailored wing.
In the aftermath of Black Monday, Jordan loses his job and is forced to sell penny stocks at a fly-by-night operation in Long Island. Blessed with the gift of the gab, Jordan (Leonardo DiCaprio) excels and decides to open his own firm, Stratton Oakmont.
Meanwhile, the ‘work hard, play harder’ mantra of Stratton Oakmont attracts the attentions of tenacious FBI Agent Patrick Denham (Kyle Chandler), who resolves to bring down Jordan and his gluttonous inner circle. The Wolf Of Wall Street howls but doesn’t bite.