Transpotting and our groaning youth

Adam 2022-03-21 09:01:10

"Choose life, work, occupation, family. Choose a fucking big TV. Choose washing machines, cars, laser players, electric can openers. Choose health, low calories, and low sugar. Choose fixed-rate mortgages. Choose a starting point, choose a friend, choose sportswear and suitcases. Choose a fucking three-piece suit.... Choose DIY, and on a Sunday morning, you fucking can’t figure out who you are. Choose to be bored on the sofa A superb show, stuffing junk food in your mouth. Choosing to be rotten, your sperm creates a selfish kid to replace you is the most shameless thing. Choose your future, your life. But why should I do it? I choose not to live, I chose the other on the grounds of it? there is no reason, as long as there is heroin, but also what reason? "Mark says the beginning of the film

Trainspotting, the most extreme is the most detailed description of the drug each shot surreal reality The best metaphor for the feelings of taking drugs from the expressions and expressions of different people is to multiply the best orgasm of your life by 1,000 times. Heroin can bring you everything to be Tommy in the movie. After being dumped by Leeds, he chose heroin to lose his soul and died. The child's Alison needed heroin. Mark who could not accomplish anything. Perverted man, shit tyrant needs heroin. Despicable doesn't need heroin because he has his own heroin. That's violence. Tommy doesn't need it in the beginning. He has love, sexual desire, a girlfriend, and a wonderful sex life, but he lost later. He went to heroin. This is everyone’s choice. Here heroin is just an extreme symbol. Heroin exists in each of us.

Mark scolded us as the cheapest garbage in the civilized world on earth when Tommy was feeling the nature The freshest air is also useless in our calm twenties. In this ancient or lifeless country but hailed as wisdom, our youth has become regular and unified, and can even be calculated and predicted. We don’t have heroin or girlfriends. We don’t have the freshest air in the world. Our so-called ancient country has no faith until now. We are ruled by a bunch of rotten cock. We are assholes, but we still have troubles, sexual desire, frustration, tobacco, beer, and we have to fight for the house. Choose to go to graduate school or choose to work, choose to go abroad, choose to marry, choose to commit suicide, we use self-willing, depravity and disapproval to fight our own nothing. Girlfriends porn and pornographic pictures to satisfy our sexual desires rely on violence to vent our emotions use smoking and alcoholism To fill up the emptiness and loneliness of the night. Some people play games all day long and stay up all night. Some people go around playing games and open rooms. Some people live in self-study classrooms all year round. Some people go to class every day and rest normally. But people who play games all night by themselves may be prematurely aging and mentally weak. People who are getting more and more out of control and picking up girls may have premature ejaculation, accidentally contracting some half-life-damaging diseases, being discriminated against, being quarantined, you can’t even let go Many people have been living not sooner or later, graduating, buying a house, getting married, getting sick and dying. Everyone is like this, day after day, year after year, using different methods, using time and money, using different means, in different places to express desire, happiness and passion. Put your fantasy on a spoon and bake and then inject it into your own stinking blood vessels to melt all the incompetence, sadness and scribbling. Tomorrow, continue yesterday’s life, think about the future or stop thinking, continue reading, continue gaming, continue picking up girls, continue from 9 to 5 Screw everything up because no matter how many books you read, how many levels you pass, how many girls you have, it’s not enough because you have to do it again the next day. I am in a place that does not belong to this real reality. I have only myself and my best enjoyment. Heroin is an analogy and symbol. It represents everyone’s freedom from troubles and real life happiness. Beautiful afternoon in a beautiful garden with presumptuous even soMore of us have never chosen such a fierce way. People like this die early. More of us live on the surface. Our self-comfort is always sober accidents and utilitarian. We are more sick and moaning. Arty. There is no mark among us, no scumbag, no perverted boy, no shit tyrant, most of us are the scumbags of youth only when we are young, even if we have the time and energy to make mistakes, to squander, to have fun, to choose various so-called attitudes to life When we come to escape facing life or experience it, we stay in place obediently and only use porn games, daze and smoke to fight life. We are afraid and cautious, so we never experience never despair or never youth, we don’t even dare to make mistakes, dare not even dare to make mistakes. Splurge but inexplicably we have hope but we have goals in life


Mark found a job and a house in a big city. He was satisfied for the first time since he was an adult. Even if there are no friends, love, or drugs by his side, even the so-called society, he doesn't care about society. But ours is not this satisfaction, but peace, we choose not to escape from life, choose a truly promising life, the drug addict Chris in "Skins", like Mark, is constantly messing up everything from morning to night, taking drugs and urinating everywhere at the principal. Office sex is even more coincidental. After being fired, Chris also became a house salesman. At his funeral, his black girlfriend and his fox friend gave him a eulogy. "In 1960, a man named Colonel Joe Katanga ran away. In a hot air balloon, Joe rose to 32 kilometers in the atmosphere and only prepared a parachute to jump down. He fell for 4 minutes and 36 seconds and reached 740 miles per hour. He only opened the parachute when he was only 5 miles from the ground. He did it just because he can do it. That’s why Chris admires him. The special thing about Chris is that he accepts reality. He accepts everyone. He loves everyone. He is the best I know. Brave boy man. That’s because he jumps out of the hot air balloon every day because he can because he can do it. That’s why we love him.” In the train guessing, Mark finally chose to steal the money and leave the UK to start a new life here. not shameful but it is brave and glorious he jumped out of his hot-air balloon that he change the selection to choose another life only look to the future until the day of the dead so far

but I have never been out of this hot air balloon

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Extended Reading
  • Moshe 2021-10-20 18:59:01

    Plain and trivial are the essence of life. Even if we are unwilling, we have to admit that we need it and yearn for it. ★★★★★

  • Celine 2021-10-20 18:59:29

    I sometimes wonder if people who take drugs are too unhappy, but too happy.

Trainspotting quotes

  • Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Thank you, your honor. With God's help I'll conquer this terrible affliction.

  • Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] I wished that I'd gone down instead of Spud. Here I was surrounded by my family and my so-called mates and I've never felt so alone. Never in all my puff. Since I was on remand, they've had me on this program, this state sponsored addiction. Three sickly sweet doses of methadone a day instead of smack. But it's never enough. And at the moment it's nowhere near enough. I took all three this morning and now I've got eighteen hours to go until my next shot. I've got sweat on my back like a layer of frost. I need to visit the Mother Superior for one hit. One final hit to get us over this long, hard day.

    [to Swanney 'Mother Superior']

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: What's on the menu this evening, Sir?

    Swanney: Your favorite dish.

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Excellent.

    Swanney: Your usual table, Sir.

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Oh, why thank you.

    Swanney: Would Sir care to pay for his bill in advance?

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: No. Stick it on my tab.

    Swanney: Ah, regret to inform, sir, credit limit was reached and breached quite some time ago.

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Oh, well in that case...

    [hands him some cash]

    Swanney: Ah, hard currency. Thank you, Sir. Can't be too careful these days. Would Sir care for a starter of some garlic bread perhaps?

    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: No, thank you. I will proceed directly to the intravenous injection of hard drugs, please.