“This right here is the land of opportunity,” Jordan Belfort tells his fellow stockbrokers, in the midst of one of his high-energy company meetings on the sales floor, about midway through Martin Scorsese’s The Wolf of Wall Street. “Stratton-Oakmont is America.” That’s the name of their firm, introduced in the dignified television commercial that opens the movie, in which a gravitas-dripping narrator explains the company’s responsibility and respectability. Scorsese then hard-cuts to a dwarf-tossing competition on the sales floor. The message is clear: this is America, and these are the greedy, drug-fueled children who just about drove it into the fucking ground.
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