If anyone was wondering what it would be like to be my movie buddy, the answer is, it would suck. Why? Not because I have shit taste in movies, no, my movie taste eats yours and feeds the bones to your mother. It would be terrible because I am one of those assholes who must, MUST read the book of a movie before I can see it.
Does this mean I am going to review the 2013 movie of this book, yes, once I find a way to circumvent the fact that its been banned here in Kenya, I'll be all over it.
The book though. This is the second non-fiction book I have read this year already and fuck if it wasn't great.
Meet Jordan Belfort. Young man with a beautiful wife, a new family and a job in brokerage that makes him millions. Head of the brokerage firm Stratton Oakmont, Jordan makes millions, and is not above circumventing the law to make a few more on top of the abundant that he already makes. His life is hookers, drugs and white collar crime and basically whether or not he will spiral out of control is a matter of when rather than if. Spoiler alert, he does, fantastically.
One thing I loved, and there were many, was the tone of the book. It had what I felt was a funny, dark sort of tone, the only tone really in which you can recount the shameless debauchery that takes place over the almost decade it follows. This worked for me because I appreciate the dark humour. It was funny, not in the ha-ha funny way, but in the 'I can't believe this shit, oh my gods' way. Some of the scenarios are utterly outrageous and the entire time it feels like, this is not real. The tone is shameless, almost daring you to believe everything that it is describing although it seems outrageous. He calls himself the 'Wolf' and says that the 'Wolf' is a persona, separate from himself, that he was performing as the Wolf which brought about a 'can I trust you' thing for me while reading.
Though this is a retelling of an actual period in this man's life, it was written in a way that is probably as close to fiction as it can get without a complete crossover. From the way he describes the characters, to the way he describes settings and events it is surprisingly well written, not just bare bones exposition.
The majority of it seemed a report of the wild ride he was having but the tone of the book drops like a rock when recounting the depths of his drug addiction near the end. It stopped being so amusing and became really fucking dark for a while. I literally felt guilty for having been so thoroughly entertained by his foibles up to that point. I felt there were moments of sincerity and vulnerability but they were few compared to the complete vulgarity that ran throughout the story. His ego is big, this one and that is probably what keeps him to a great degree unlikable. But then again, you have no business really liking a creep like him.
I found it hard to do things that were not reading this book. I was reading another book, I was thinking about this book. I was in school without this book, I was thinking about this book. I really liked it you guys and would not recommend it as readily as I would recommend anything else but probably would do so for the fact that it is a cautionary tale; what happens when you play with fire....
Martin Scorsese makes a movie about your life you get burned. This book is pure excess, wears you the fuck out. Obviously, if you are young or sensitive to drug abuse, sex and coarse language, read this book, you're gonna hate it. 5 stars out of 5.