Choose life. Choose a fucking television.
The film that made Ewan MacGregor a star. It's a fine line that this film treads, the motivations for drug use and it's effects on the individual. It neither glorifies it or presents shallow drugs are bad statements. Begbie has his own brand of narcotic which is violence and despite all the attempts by Renton and his family to get him clean he always wanders back to junkie land and to his "friends"
This is the type of film where voiceover actually works, as Renton guides the audience through his world, the dead baby on the ceiling is absolutely vivid as is jailbait Kelly MacDonald. The brilliance of this film is the balance of humor and social realism. Spud waking up in bed realizing he's shat himself but not recognizing where he is, the almost comical pub brawl and Begbie's attack on a man in the pub towards the end.
The movie retains a grim atmosphere, that's occasionally vibrant.
The film that made Ewan MacGregor a star. It's a fine line that this film treads, the motivations for drug use and it's effects on the individual. It neither glorifies it or presents shallow drugs are bad statements. Begbie has his own brand of narcotic which is violence and despite all the attempts by Renton and his family to get him clean he always wanders back to junkie land and to his "friends"
This is the type of film where voiceover actually works, as Renton guides the audience through his world, the dead baby on the ceiling is absolutely vivid as is jailbait Kelly MacDonald. The brilliance of this film is the balance of humor and social realism. Spud waking up in bed realizing he's shat himself but not recognizing where he is, the almost comical pub brawl and Begbie's attack on a man in the pub towards the end.
The movie retains a grim atmosphere, that's occasionally vibrant.




