There's a lot to dislike about this film. DiCaprio's mugging, the insipid writing (drug humor, dwarf tossing), the press hype and of course the underlying story and its real-life "star".

But it all reduces down to the most hackneyed moment in the film, DiCaprio's character on the phone flipping off his client while pitching said client/sucker to the delight of his adoring misfit apostles.

That gesture is emblematic of this entire film. Belfort selling his story, motivational bloviation and now this film, not through the telephone but now through the television/movie screen.

And the bird is flipped repeatedly in other ways. Having the helicopter rescue crash comically in the background while the party moves to the rescue ship stuck out to me. Oh well, lives are lost, financially and otherwise. So what, did you get the ludes.

Just because Scorcese swallows this crap, we shouldn't. There's the ride on the subway at the end for the FBI agent, why didn't Marty have the agent have a hole in his shoe and step in some vomit on the train.

The government really needs to step in and stop Scorcese from making any more films with DiCaprio.