Les Loups de Wall Street

I don't know whether the director wanted to make this movie a horror movie or a psychological horror movie. I guess this director couldn't make up his mind and the movie ended up full of promise but never delivers!

All the actors give very good performances. Eric Roberts is a very good actor who seems to get stuck doing mediocre movies. He plays a small part in this film but he gives a very good performance with what he's given with. Heck! Eric Roberts always gives a good performance whatever movie he's in! The rest of the actors are very attractive young men or women. There is quite a bit of suggested homoeroticism in this movie, but nothing too overt.

A young man comes to Wall Street in his quest to become a stockbroker. He ends up working for this strange firm that has unique ideas of what it is to be a good employee to this company. I wish they would've shown more of the material rewards of being a stockbroker, it would make the audience understand why this young man wanted to be part of this strange company.

The ending of this film is unbelieveable! Not a good unbelieveable, but a bad unbelieveable! Okay, it's a good idea to arm oneself with a silver dagger to go up against werewolves, not just a silver pen! That's all I can tell you about the ending, you'll have to see it for yourself if you are curious enough to rent this two hour time waster.

The director should have shown some sort of werewolf special effects. I don't know why he didn't. Then if the director is not going to show any special effects, then he should've turn this film into a psychological horror film of a young man getting sucked into the evil lifestyle of this stockbroker firm.

This film just didn't work. This film showed wonderful shots of downtown Manhattan at night and Wall Street during the day and showed great actors, but the story sucked big time! This movie is an interesting failure.

Watch it if you're interested in looking at hunky guys in suits or shirtless!

I give this movie a D+!

(There are Spoilers) Wanting to be a Wall Street stock broker since as long as he could remember young Jeff Allen,William Gregory Lee,was about to make his dream come true when he traveled to New York City from his home in Ohio to make his bones on what's called the street of gold and broken dreams: Wall Street.

It turned out that becoming a Wall Street stock & bond broker wasn't as easy as he at first thought since he had no experience at all in selling and buying stocks or bonds. Hurt and depressed Jeff goes into a local Wall Street watering hole, after another day of looking for and not finding a job, to drink his troubles away and meets the bartender pretty Annie Morris, Elisa Donovan. Annie telling Jeff that her late husband was a player, big shot, in the stock market she gives him a tip that there's this group, or pack, of stock brokers that go to the bar every evening after work and that their boss a man named Dyson Keller, Eric Roberts,is always on the lookout for new recruits in his brokerage house the very successful Wolfs Bros.

Getting to talk to Keller Jeff hits it right off with him and Keller offers him a job, if he could survive the two weeks of training, in Wolfs Bros. which Jeff jumps at. Becoming a member of the firm Jeff is at first very happy with his job but as time goes by he begins to realize that he's not working with a brokerage firm but with a pack of wolves lead by the two alpha males of the group Keller and fellow stock broker Vince, Michael Bergin. Eating raw meat and giving off a scent to attract the female of the species, wolf-women, to mate with as well as staking out their territory by marking it with their liquid bodily waste was the order of the day, and night, of the Wolfs Bros. stock brokers.

Jeff trying to get away from this insanity starts to make it with Annie, who he fell in love with, and before you know it he's living with Annie in her apartment. Keller who's also in love, or better yet in lust, with Annie would not stand for one of his lower echelon pack members having a mate that he won't share with him, the top dog, and his fellow brokers. It also turns out that Annie's late husband Tyler, Jeff Branson, was also a pack member of the Wolfs Bros. brokerage house and was murdered by Keller and his wolf-pack when he tried to leave it which is what Jeff is now thinking of doing.

Off-the-wall film about wolf men and women who act and think like, but aren't, werewolves like the ones we see on TV and in the movies and making complete fools of themselves trying to be them. There's a number of long and boring scenes in the movie especially those that have to do with the brokers getting involved hot and heavy with their mates, hot to trot wolf-women, that go on forever. It's in those scenes where We have the wolf-women not as much as even taking their tops, or bras, off that only seemed to have been put into the movie to obviously pad the movie to it's eventual 85 minute final print.

The ending has Jeff, with he help of Annie, fighting off and killing Keller Vince and their wolf pack with, I kid you not, a silver pen not bullet putting an end to this whole Wolfs Bros. wolf pack insanity once in for all.

"Wolves of Wall Street" reminds me in some way of the sequence in the 1981 movie "Wolfen" when a pack of wolves, or Wolfen, descend on Wall Street one evening, from their home in the burnt-out South Bronx, and massacre a number of people unfortunate enough to be there at the time; that's about the only thing that I can think of to compare the movie with. It's hard to try to understand what "Wolves of Wall Street" is trying to tell you besides the story of a pack of insane stock brokers more interested in a full moon then in making a 10% commission for executing a multi-million dollar stock transaction.

If you're going to make a movie about werewolves or vampires someone should actually turn into one. It would have been a good low-budget movie with a different hook but they failed to make a monster. Maybe it was a budget thing, I've been there. ADVISE: If you don't have enough money to do it right, don't do it!

Wolves of Wall Street has an interesting concept. But, that is the only interesting element in this movie.

Here a Wall Street wanna-be fresh out of school and with no luck finding a position elsewhere joins a highly successful all-male Wall Street Firm whose initiation consists of transforming the new members into werewolves.

Now a Wall Street werewolf may be a new concept.

The concept that a werewolf is just a person in dark lighting, some blue make-up who catches his victims with his "odor" while novel is AWFUL. The reason it wasn't tried before is that it doesn't work.

The werewolves in the film are supposed to be completely irresistible to women, but there is hardly any evidence of this in the film. They cut in and out repeatedly of the two or so scenes of anything remotely erotic. And, I stress REMOTELY.

These werewolves are too "suave" to hunt or chase their prey. They just approach their intended victim and let their exuding natural pheromones do the rest. And other than a wet kiss on the victims' thigh, there doesn't seems to be much other damage.

I did learn this though: with pheromones, a designer suit and just the right "I'm too hot for you" glance, a werewolf can even "convert" a lesbian. But, in this case, a "lesbian" is a woman the werewolf can't get any vibes from. Sounds like the guy who gets rejected at the bar!

Nothing scary... No suspense... No special effects... No sex...

These wolves don't even have canine teeth!

If you want to see male models parading in fine suits looking smug, you will be quite pleased. The entire budget seems to be spent on clothes and bad actors, in that order.

Do yourself a favor ... just pass.

It sounded like it could be fun. The premise of the most powerful brokerage firm on Wall Street being run by hunky werewolves could have worked. And the film does boast some capable actors, even an amusing cameo appearance by Louise Lasser (from "Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman"). Obviously, one doesn't expect a classic film, but the least these people could have delivered is something enjoyably bad. But there is no excuse for it being so dull. There are no werewolf transformations on camera, for starters. Eric Roberts plays the senior partner of the firm with "where's my paycheck?" restlessness, while the supporting cast just goes through the motions. There are constant, repetitive shots of Wall Street buildings, full moons (do full moons happen several nights in a row there?), embarrassingly bad wolf puns, and an idiotic flashback from a party. In the flashback in question, the brokers all strip off their clothes Chippendale's style, then crawl to a pair of seated female models, sniffing and licking their hands and legs while the women moan (but look like they're yawning). Meanwhile, the sound of wolves growling plays on the soundtrack. What do they plan to do to the women? Seduce them? Eat them? Hump their legs and pee on the carpeting? I never figured it out. There are a few off-camera killings, but it's the paying audience who are the real victims. David DeCoteau (the man responsible for this) belongs in the doghouse.