3.7 stars. Wildly entertaining and occasionally deeply sad cartoon of '90s drug culture that certainly encouraged more than a few misguided sods to get hooked on heroin. I guess it's a question of whether you feel sinking into the floor in a state of absolute bliss compensates for seeing a dead baby crawl across the ceiling. Welsh's scabrous tone is hard to capture on film, but Boyle did a good job here.
There's something satisfying seeing Obi-Wan shitting on a toilet before he was famous. The dark underbelly of Scotland in all it's seedy, junkie infested glory that is actually captured really well in it's dark humour and also horrific moments. It's a film that fits around it's soundtrack with references of the good bits from the book and saw all it's actors and director move on to bigger things in the future.
74/100 Filmi ilk yarı 6 vereceğim komedi filmlerinin üstünde değildi. İkinci yarısını da tam tersine 8'lik filmler kadar sevdim. Aslında film favori listem sınır puanım 77 üstü verebilirdim. Ama iki mantık hatası ve ilk yarı götürüyor. 1) Tam işleri yoluna koyunca arkadaşının onu bulması (Evini bilse bile Mark'ın bunu söyleme saçmalığı) - 2) Sanki 1 milyon varmış gibi para çantadan niye 4 e bölünmedi. Sırf sonu için
Even that some scenes look weird or confuse, at the end it all makes sence. The adding of music helps a lot in the style of the movie but I couldn't understand very well some scenes with voices in the background. The way that this movie represents the feeling of drugs is remarkable. Hearing the woman scream? That gave me chills. "Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?"
This is a hard film to swallow with some hugely discomforting brutal visuals as the worst toilet in Scotland and a dead child making this anything but comfortable viewing. Adding to this brutality are some characters that you can not cheer on nor are very likable. Good acting, dialogue and cool editing may make this a favorite for some, but I landed in the middle somewhere.
As cores, a rapidez; é como um sonho que por momentos nos faz esquecer que estamos lúcidos. A pressa de viver, misturada com a pouca vontade de continuar. É como entrarmos num loop infinito, cujas cores nos tiram qualquer vontade de sair, e por isso continuamos, agarrados e apaixonados a um filme que, na minha opinião, é uma obra prima.
There's lots of films I've watched a long time ago that i'm catching up with rating-wise (since it's inevitable to forget some behind in the massive matrix of films one watches in a lifetime) but it's unforgivable to forget one of the earliest, most impactful films of my teenage years! Trainspotting is the closest to being the film-Manifesto and Techno-Anthem of the late 90s youth culture and existentialism.