"Why didn't you say this to me when I was alive?"
When I was younger there was one thing that always bugged me about television shows. It seemed like every show had to go out of its way to preach some kind of a positive message. I found this to be especially intrusive in sitcoms.
I saw The Wolf of Wall Street in early January, a few weeks after its release in a New Jersey multiplex nestled in a dingy strip mall not unlike the one where Jordan Belfort (the Wolf) founds his corrupt brokerage firm. By this time I had already heard the varied reactions of both critics and friends.