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Xan Brooks “The Wolf of Wall Street” Bespeaks Sophistication

In response to Xan Brooks’s 652‑word review of The Wolf of Wall Street on Guardian [UK]

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Xan Brooks The Wolf of Wall Street frankly had me and all lovers of language as its own art form at ‘bespoke’----he can be my, our wing man anytime, especially when it comes to filmdom versus film, dumb.

Scrupulously objective in implying that this work’s helmer may have been a tad self-referential to a fault, Brooks Wolf is, then, to Scorcese what Lord Levin’s crown inquiry into the British tabloid press’s unlawful arrogance was to Rupert Murdoch.  

And, as such, Brooks judiciously---even judgmentally---consigns this film’s ‘just reporting the news of a true happening with human interest’ surface to the realm of anthem to one’s own artfulness.  

Quoting from a marital squabble betwixt the central crook in this portrayal of ‘truth’, Brooks leisurely, indeed, laser-like, points up the over-the-top-ness of it both the truth and its portrayal: “It’s a Greek tragedy!”

Summoning a memorable true moment from American politics---truthfully described by Hollywood types as a realm of ugly actors---the temptation proves too great to resist recalling the late Senator Lloyd Bentsen of Texas drolly informing one Dan Quayle (Bentsen likely saw it as Quail—and the latter wouldn’t have objected) that Bentsen had known Jack Kennedy, a friend of his, and, well, that Quail was just quail.

Think of Brooks, then, as Bentsen, advising Scorcese that his Wolf is no Taxi Driver, Goodfellas or Raging Bull.  It might simply be added that, insofar as its protagonist and possibly its content goes, it might just be…. raging bull.

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