Why do I always think I will remember what I need to buy? I NEVER remember what to buy unless I write it all out on a list ahead of time...
I am Einstein's definition of insanity.
You know what was insane? That movie The Wolf of Wall Street. It's true. I watched it this weekend and it was crazy land. And that is saying a lot because it takes a lot for me to consider something crazy land. Yes, I have a very high threshold for crazy shit happenings (not surprising I guess). But guess what kids, that movie is a great depiction of crazy land. I can't even get into what it was about it was so crazy. My words could not possibly do it justice.
So instead, check out this scene where they discuss dwarf throwing for the upcoming office party:
Why is this insane? Well, I found it insane not because of the clear human rights violations being discussed in a matter of fact way (that's too obvious) but because I realized that this is the exact conversation I would have if I was one of these crazy stock broker people.
Scarier, I wouldn't even need to be fucked up on drugs like these crazy stock broker people to come up with this idea. Nope, this type of stuff is merely just hanging out in my brain just waiting to burst out of me. No drugs required. That's right, I do crazy all on my own.
Actually, come to think of it, there is no doubt a shit load of crazy ass ideas I would come up with if I had stupid amounts of money and time. Some of those ideas where depicted in this movie. And yes that is a bit disconcerting. And maybe I paused at some point during this movie and thought: holy fuck! it's like I'm watching me in an alternate universe, if I was a crazy rich dude addicted to making money.
And you know what? I'm thankful I'm not a crazy rich dude addicted to making money. I'm addicted to lots of stuff; however, making money has never been one of them. I suppose that is a good thing?! Or this movie leads me to believe that is a good thing.
I also think a lot of people will finish this movie blaming the drugs for the craziness that ensues which I do think is unfortunate. Because I'm pretty sure it was the money that was the root of all crazy in this world. The movie makes that pretty clear in my head. But I just don't think most people will see that when they watch this. No, I'm pretty sure that will be lost on the masses and drugs will just become another convenient scapegoat for all the crazy shit that went down in this movie (which was a hell of a lot actually) and certainly not one's quest for the almighty dollar.
Yes, another movie we can add to the garbage heap of movies that failed to get across its message...you know that message, something about a life revolving around money is not much of a life at all...actually I'm not really sure what the movie was about, I'm just speculating here.
What I can say is, if you feel like spending 3 hours watching crazy ass shit that went down on wall street (true story) this is the movie for you. It displays crazy land in such graphic detail that even I needed to completely desensitize myself at spots just to get through it. And this coming from the girl that genuinely enjoyed both Hostel movies. I do love my torture porn, what can I say?!
I'm not even sure if you can take that as a recommendation to watch this film. So proceed with caution kids, you're on your own for this one.