I'm just now getting around to finally plowing through this steaming pile until the end of its bloated three hour runtime. I tried to watch it years ago and my better instincts told me it wasn't worth it. It's not, it really isn't worth watching.

If this film has a point, I doubt it was what the director was after, because what I got out of TWOWS was that it's cool to have lots of money, whores, and blow. It's almost three hours of lifestyle porn, literally and figuratively. We are made to admire this guy, which is completely sickening, even if it is fiction, which it is about ninety-five percent.

Almost every single scene went on WAY longer than was necessary, which made this thing run three hours. Did I mention it runs three hours? I got a cramp in my finger hitting the fast-forward so much.

In the end, we see him as an extraordinary salesman. I've never been a salesman, but if he represents the ideal of this breed, we need to throw them all in prison, and for a much longer time than thirty-six months. We never see the people he destroyed so that he could buy kilos of cocaine for his personal use, or literally plane loads of prostitutes. We never see one working guy who was just trying to do something with his hard-earned savings, something honest but instead was sold stock that his broker knew was dog crap. We're actually made to admire this scumbag.

Instead of selling him a pen, someone should stick it in his eye.