07 mars 2005

Trainspotting

No, not what I do all day, silly, the movie.
It's been so long since I lived in Scotland, I need the subtitles now. However, rather typically these days, they won't come on. Well, it is a rather visual film, innit. And I still understand the vital words being uttered - choose life, sex-craze, constipation, heroin dot dot dot.
I wish I were good at critiques. I'd come up with some wonderful analogies, in-depth analysis, and all.
As it is, I'm just going to go with "Bloody brilliant, man!" and off to bed.