Apparently people have been flocking to see Martin Scorcese's new movie 'The Wolf of Wall Street' but there were only a few stragglers at the late night session I attended.
As far as I could tell no-one fell asleep during the film even though it was getting close to 11pm by the time the three-hour story of stimulant-fuelled excess exhausted itself.
But you would need some pretty strong tranquillisers to nod off during 'The Wolf of Wall Street' - Scorcese knows how to keep the audience awake.
And who isn't interested in lurid tales of drugs, sex and money accompanied by a classy soundtrack selected by Robbie Robertson of 'The Band' fame?
Plus it's a true story. The only thing that sounded wrong to me was the New Zealand accents in the final scene where the hero, Jordan Belfort, tries to gee up the audience at a sales seminar set in Auckland for dramatic effect.
Some people may think the excess has been exaggerated in the film but I believed that events depicted in the movie, or ones very much like them, did happen.