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| My name is Jordan Belfort. The year I turned twenty-six I made forty-nine million dollars - which really pissed me off, because it was three shy of a million a week. |
Knowing my penchant for Martin Scorsese in general, and his ongoing collaboration with Leonardo DiCaprio in particular, one could claim my admiration for the initial trailer of The Wolf of Wall Street is purely the product of unrestrained adulation and bias - but I don't care. Martin Scorsese, now seventy, has delivered a trailer reminiscent of earlier masterpieces, exuding the radiant energy of Goodfellas, the black humor of The King of Comedy, and the cathartic style of Raging Bull. But don't mistake The Wolf of Wall Street as a mere regurgitation of previous successes. Concerning the persistent onrush of time, Scorsese commented in 2010 that, "Given the amount of time and effort I put into a picture, there's no sense revisiting a similar one..." Following The Departed, I trusted Scorsese to approach successive features with uninhibited originality - Shutter Island and Hugo proved me accurate; the trailer for The Wolf of Wall Street proves me precise.
