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chris_chester 's review for:
The Wolf of Wall Street
by Jordan Belfort
First of all, yes, I did see the movie first. It was brilliantly directed and Leonardo Dicaprio's capacity for physical comedy was sensational, but I walked away from the theater thinking that I had missed something, and that there had to be something more to this tale.
Now, after reading more than 500 pages of Belfort's autobiography, I can say with confidence that nope, there's nothing here.
Jordan Belfort is a world-class asshole who, even in the depths of his depravity, thinks far too highly of himself. He attempts to manipulate the story in his prologue, saying that the book is written in his voice at the time, implying that he knows his behavior isn't acceptable and that he's acknowledging that. But merely knowing that you're an entitled baby with no moral compass and burning sense of inadequacy does not excuse your behavior.
The other slice of the manipulation sandwich comes towards the book's conclusion, where he tries to play off his moral failings as the consequence of his addictions to booze, drugs and sex.
The drug addiction was a symptom, it was not the disease. This little bug-eyed, misogynist rat thought the world owed him something, so he screwed over hundreds, maybe thousands of people. That makes him an asshole, not an addict.
If you want to have a laugh at the depraved life of the rich and famous, watch the movie. But don't waste your time reading this 500-page stack of lies.
Now, after reading more than 500 pages of Belfort's autobiography, I can say with confidence that nope, there's nothing here.
Jordan Belfort is a world-class asshole who, even in the depths of his depravity, thinks far too highly of himself. He attempts to manipulate the story in his prologue, saying that the book is written in his voice at the time, implying that he knows his behavior isn't acceptable and that he's acknowledging that. But merely knowing that you're an entitled baby with no moral compass and burning sense of inadequacy does not excuse your behavior.
The other slice of the manipulation sandwich comes towards the book's conclusion, where he tries to play off his moral failings as the consequence of his addictions to booze, drugs and sex.
The drug addiction was a symptom, it was not the disease. This little bug-eyed, misogynist rat thought the world owed him something, so he screwed over hundreds, maybe thousands of people. That makes him an asshole, not an addict.
If you want to have a laugh at the depraved life of the rich and famous, watch the movie. But don't waste your time reading this 500-page stack of lies.