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The BBC documentary is great. It is true now as it was in 1999.
Thoroughly enjoyed watching it.
Thoroughly enjoyed watching it.
Just came across this one on Wilmott. This is straight out from Boiler room. HilariousJohn,
I love that particular dialog you just posted.
Boiler Room wasn't a bad film! It was an awesome film:
Jim Young: Okay, before we get started, I have one question, has anyone here passed a Series Seven exam?
Man: (raises his hand) I have a Series Seven license.
Jim: Good for you. You can get up too.
Man: What? Why?
Jim: We don't hire brokers here, we train new ones. That's it Skippy - pack your shit, let's go. (the man leaves) Okay, here's the deal, I'm not here to waste your time. Okay, I certainly hope you're not here to waste mine, so I'm gonna keep this short. Become an employee of this firm, you will make your first million within 3 years. Okay, I'm gonna repeat that, you will make a million dollars, within three years of your first day of employment at J.T. Marlin. There's no question as to whether you become a millionaire working here. The only question is, how many times over. You think I'm joking....I am not joking. I am a millionaire. It's a weird thing to hear, right? Lemme tell ya, its a weird thing to say: I am a fucking millionaire. And guess how old I am...27, you know what that makes me here? A fucking senior citizen. This firm is entirely comprised of people your age, not mine. Lucky for me, I happen to be very fucking good at my job or I'd be out of one. You guys are the new blood. You are the future swinging dicks of this firm. Now you all look money hungry and that's good. Anybody who tells you that money is the root of all evil, doesn't fucking have any. They say money can't buy happiness. Look at the fucking smile on my face! Ear to ear baby! You want details, fine. I drive a Ferrari 355 Cabriolet. What's up? (slides keys across long table) I have a ridiculous house at the South Fork. I have every toy you could possibly imagine. And best of all, I am liquid. So now you know what's possible, let me tell you what's required. You are required to work your fucking ass off at this firm. We want winners here, not pikers. A piker walks at the bell. A Piker asks how much vacation time you get in the first year. Vacation time? People come to work at this firm for one reason, to become filthy rich, that's it. We're not here to make friends, we're not saving the fucking manatees here guys. You want vacation time, go teach third grade at a public school.
It seems to be a popular movie among the math circle. My undergrad math prof forced me to watch that and I found it enjoyable. I also realized that I didn't want to become the kind of mathematician that gone mad, running around.has anyone watched Pi?
Pi (1998)
honestly, i dare anybody to top that one. i would even volunteer to bring it to class/group gathering to watch.
wall street shmall street...
has anyone watched Pi?
Pi (1998)
honestly, i dare anybody to top that one. i would even volunteer to bring it to class/group gathering to watch.
Not sure if anyone has found it but here it is anyway. If you want to watch special feature sorry. If you want to watch the floored doc here you goThere is a documentary coming out about the floor traders at the Chicago Futures Exchange.
The link to the DVD (coming out Nov 30) Amazon.com: Floored: Documentary, James Allen Smith: Movies more
Here is a review on NYT http://movies.nytimes.com/2010/05/07/movies/07floored.html
As electronic trading spreads, and traders work in front of lifeless, antiseptic monitors, a generation of outcry traders finds itself increasingly obsolete. (By around 2008, only hog and cattle futures were trading primarily the old-fashioned way.)
Many younger traders, of course, are hip to the new technology, but “Floored” isn’t interested in them; it’s the old-schoolers on the way out who are its focus. The stories of this dying breed are fascinating.
Among them is that of Mike Walsh, a foulmouthed, barrel-chested floor trader with a big house and a taste for hunting big game in Africa; Kenny Ford, a gruff 51-year-old vigorously but vainly opposed to e-trading; and Jeff Ansani, who took a colossal loss in one trade in 1994 and is now a mere clerk and divorced father encouraging a son to enter the market but to learn computers too.