The same youth in thousands of different tragedies

Filiberto 2022-04-20 09:01:07

Rewatching this film, I still want to say "perfect!"
Train guessing is really a fun film.
You feel just right after watching it once. And when you rewatch it, it doesn't feel like a waste of time the second or third time, as if it's just for Ewan's "heroin"-like addictive smile, Potato Boy's twitches and clumsiness...even that smart high school girl.
The film is an exaggerated story of the youth of a generation of young people addicted to drugs in Scotland. The viewer can't help but think of himself. Many people's youth are heartless smiles, bad things, reflection and depravity. They get drugs as a way to escape reality and get something for nothing. We are not addicted to drugs, but we have the habit of online games, cell phones, and unlimited sleepless nights. Perhaps youth in other time and space is a completely different situation. But we are all part of the indulgence, our confusion, cowardice, pain and talent are exactly like them, and all the youth in the world.
The film is the best listener and bittersweet for young dreamers lost in their youth.

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Extended Reading
  • Jeramy 2021-10-20 18:58:56

    A youth movie that was preached by God, but it was not brilliant.

  • Angus 2021-10-20 18:58:32

    360-degree rotating baby head

Trainspotting quotes

  • Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: ##The downside of coming off junk was I knew I would need to mix with my friends again in a state of full consciousness. It was awful. They reminded me so much of myself, I could hardly bear to look at them. Take Sick Boy, for instance. He came off junk at the same time as me - not because he wanted to, you understand, but just to annoy me. Just to show me how easily he could do it, thereby downgrading my own struggle. Sneaky fucker, don't you think?

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    Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: [narrating] Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?