What makes a Goodfella?
Howdy. Martin Scorsese is a guy that makes films and - get this - apparently doesn't hold all the answers to all the big existential questions that have plagued man since they evolved from walking on their haunches and rubbing shit in their hair...well, not every day at least. For some that seems to be a problem, but not me. The Wolf of Wall Street (2013) is Scorsese's latest, riffing technically from other works by the director, most notably Goodfellas (1990), and seeing Leonardo DiCaprio, in my humble but foul mouthed opinion, on a career fuckin' high with an exuberant performance that I found rather astonishing; he's in almost every frame of film and I wanted to see him more. In a wee bit I'll talk about the end of the film, so if you're one of those that can't get any enjoyment from a film unless everything is a complete surprise then jog on before I tell you about Bambi's mum, who Keyser Söze is and what the shitting tits is in the box .