Choose Life.

Tonight I watched trainspotting with Fuzzy. I know, I'm a few years behind. Shut up.

The acting was acceptable. The accents were a turn on. The going through withdrawal scene was kinda freaky. The ending was cute. That monologue is stellar. It kept me entertained. It kept me guessing. It was "well done," whatever the fuck that means... but that's really about it.

Thought-provoking? Yes it was, but for the "wrong" reasons. No, it didn't make me hate society and the cookie-cutter lives most people live any more than I already do. No, it didn't make me want or not want to do hard drugs any more than I already do or don't. No, it didn't make me really think about what I'm doing with my life and what exactly IS important to me.

It did get me thinking that I really must be getting bored with movies that romanticize the FUCK out of drug use. And violence. And, oh, I dunno... love and sex too. Since we're making a list now, let me put pop culture and the lives of the rich and fabulous on there too.

The film may have been revolutionary for its time and rock a killer soundtrack, but come off it. I'm not going to live as a junkie and I'm not going to live as suburban zombie. There's something more than these extremes (that we constantly rewrite with slightly different interpretations) out there. There has to be. And I guess those that do actually find it don't need to make a fucking movie about it.