Thursday, October 28, 2004

Choose life

I would have first seen Trainspotting when it was released back in 1997. Tonight was the first time I’ve seen it since then.

The heroin-taking begins early, with the added bonus of a young infant crawling amongst the junkies, something which quietly horrified me.

But then – and how the FUCK could I have forgotten this scene – the child dies, presumably of dehydration, in her cot.

Yes, I know, the horror, the horror of drug-taking, warts and all. (After the mother wails in grief she begs for another hit).

Just how could I have not remembered that this scene was coming?

Well, I won’t forget now, thank you very much, Irvine fucking Welsh.





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