Lise’s review published on Letterboxd:
This was as exciting as watching little boys play video games. You are just there so that they have someone to say "watch this" to. In Wolf of Wall Street I felt like I was there to be on the receiving end of the 1 finger salute as well.
Leo stared right at me I don't know how many times and tried to explain the intricacies of how he, the titular Wolf of Wall Street, was ripping people off, but he kept cutting himself off, saying it was all too complicated for my little brain, and besides, wouldn't it be so much more fun for me to watch him do drugs and screw hookers for 3 hours?
And that's the film.
If you tough it out to the end, you will hear Plastic Bertrand's Ça plane pour moi - or for under 3 minutes you can watch it here.