Another post with some more yakking about movies.
It's a curious film, made more curious by fact of who it was made by. Watching the film, there's more then a whiff of all that Scorsese is doing here is just updating his 'Goodfellas' recipe - which is timely, as 24 years on from the release, other people are still trying to make their own version of 'Goodfellas' themselves ('American Hustle', ahem). It's a canny update - in 1990, Scorsese portrayed mobsters central figures of no-good: loud-mouthed, aggressive New Jerseyites in sweatsuits, rising up through the ranks of the mafia, doing unspeakable, often quite evil things ("dance, you little prick!”). Where as now, in a modern revision, it's financiers acting as figures of pure evil - this time the loud-mouthed, aggressive New Jerseyites in sweatsuits are rising up through the ranks of financial institutions doing upspeakable/unintelligible and quite often evil things. It's funny now that this is what “the arch criminal” is to us now. The dissection of the Mafia through things like 'The Sopranos' means we don't find these hoods scary anymore. It’s like the scariest most psychotic deviant we can now imagine is a guy who can sell you a stakeholder pension.
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| "As far back as I can remember, I always wanted to sell sub-prime derivatives" |
The kudos shadow that Scorsese casts over this film is interesting. The sheer bawdiness of some of the action is sometimes bewildering, to the point where it's not much of a stretch to describe this film a gross-out movie. The Tao of Scorsese, somehow seeming to separate the movie from other gross-outs like 'Dumb and Dumber' or 'There's Something About Mary'. You might snort at these comparisons but you only need look at the casting of Judd Apatow farts 'n smarts regular Jonah Hill as one of the main characters to see what's what. Still not sure? The scene where his character openly masterbates (whilst high) at a pool party over a sexy woman might persuade you (Question: is this the first masterbating character to have gotten nominated for a Best Supporting Actor/Actress awards at the Oscars?). At least in 'There's Something About Mary' they kept most things inside their shorts.
Appropriately enough, the film’s title forms the acronym 'WOWS'(LOLZ!). It’s wild, shocking film that has a dangerous air running throughout. But do you ultimately care? Unfortunately not, unfortunately. And the movie, in its very knowing way, even recognises this. In a scene vaguely reminiscent of 'Ferris Bueller's Day Off', L.D.C. explains to us, the audience, directly to camera, the intricate ways in which the phoney stock company he created is making a boat-load of money illegally. Only he stops explaining the scheme halfway through, correctly predicting that the scheme is actually quite boring and we, the audience, are not going to care. It's a clever move on behalf of the script, but also a very telling one. You're left wondering as the film ends what does it actually matter they got caught? You kind of know by this point, actually, no one's really going to get their ultimate comeuppance, and that perhaps that this isn't the point of the movie, so all you're left wondering is where all that money they sent to Switzerland went. Is it still there?
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| Scorsese directing Leonardo DiCaprio on how to really nail 'lude behavior' |
Put it this way, the film's about as good as this L.D.C. GIF from the movie. Which is great! But it's a GIF. If you like that, you'll like the film. 'WOWS' bangs and crashes, snorts and spurts its way through three hours (THREE HOURS! The excess of excess in the film becomes wearisome) with the last hour (THE LAST HOUR!) suffering having numerous opportunities to wrap things up, but unfortunately never taking one.
One thing worthy of praise in the film was its attention to detail. Things like the way the production team got the exact stonewash denim colour for jeans, the way characters’ Rolexes (Rolexi?) got progressively gaudier and bling the more money they earned, the brilliant way in which the film blends all forms of media throughout the film, as we see TV shows, fake adverts for phoney banks and episodes of 'Lifestyles of The Rich and Famous' weave and overlap each other, heightening the film’s excessive tendencies.
It’s weird: being released in the “Awards Season” almost works against it. It’s almost as if that if it were released in the summer, outside of the Awards Season kerfuffle, I’m sure I would really like it. It's like 'The Hangover IV: Platinum Amex' But in being swept up in the Awards Season tide, it doesn’t quite measure up as a great film ('Gangs of New York', much?). When it's good, it's really good. It’s just a shame there’s not enough of the good to make it great.
