Plot
Renton, deeply immersed in the Edinburgh drug scene, tries to clean up and get out, despite the allure of the drugs and influence of friends.
Release Year: 1996
Rating: 8.2/10 (209,689 voted)
Critic's Score: 83/100
Director:
Danny Boyle
Stars: Ewan McGregor, Ewen Bremner, Jonny Lee Miller
Storyline A wild, freeform, Rabelaisian trip through the darkest recesses of Edinburgh low-life, focusing on Mark Renton and his attempt to give up his heroin habit, and how the latter affects his relationship with family and friends: Sean Connery wannabe Sick Boy, dimbulb Spud, psycho Begbie, 14-year-old girlfriend Diane, and clean-cut athlete Tommy, who's never touched drugs but can't help being curious about them...
Writers: Irvine Welsh, John Hodge
Cast: Ewan McGregor
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Renton
Ewen Bremner
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Spud
Jonny Lee Miller
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Sick Boy
Kevin McKidd
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Tommy
Robert Carlyle
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Begbie
Kelly Macdonald
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Diane
Peter Mullan
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Swanney
James Cosmo
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Mr. Renton
Eileen Nicholas
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Mrs. Renton
Susan Vidler
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Allison
Pauline Lynch
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Lizzy
Shirley Henderson
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Gail
Stuart McQuarrie
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Gavin
/
US Tourist
Irvine Welsh
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Mikey Forrester
Dale Winton
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Game Show Host
Taglines:
Never let your friends tie you to the tracks.
Release Date: 19 July 1996
Filming Locations: 78A Talgarth Road, West Kensington, London, England, UK
Box Office Details
Budget: $3,500,000
(estimated)
Opening Weekend: $262,000
(USA)
(21 July 1996)
(8 Screens)
Gross: $16,501,785
(USA)
(15 December 1996)
Technical Specs
Runtime:
Did You Know?
Trivia: Irvine Welsh had been approached by film-makers before about adapting "Trainspotting" for the screen but had resisted their offers. He was won over by Andrew Macdonald and John Hodge's enthusiasm for the project but only on the condition that they didn't adopt a Ken Loach semi-documentary approach to the material.
Goofs:
Revealing mistakes:
When Begbie strikes the seated man with the pool cue, he clearly hits the seat. The back of the chair is covered by the man's jacket and the cue hits the chair underneath the jacket.
Quotes:
[first lines]
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?
User Review
One of the best films of the 1990s.
Rating: 10/10
In the aftermath of _Pulp Fiction_, much of the filmmaking of the 1990s
thrived upon attempts to appear "edgy" within the constructs of independent
films, or merely to provide empty shock value cliches. And no film ever
came
close to the sheer cleverness of Tarantino's masterpiece.
_Trainspotting_, however, somehow manages to take the excesses of the
mid-90s and rise far, far above the cinematic cliches that it easily could
have become. A film that tackles any hot-button social issue can, and
usually does, simply become a didactic propaganda piece. Thankfully,
_Trainspotting_ is vastly more intelligent in its edginess and its
shock.
In order to appreciate _Trainspotting_ fully, the viewer must abandon any
preconceptions about what defines truly great cinema, because this film
defies convention at nearly every turn. And with the rapid pace of its
plot,
that's quite a bit of ground to cover.
Though a great deal of the picture's brilliance is derived from director
Danny Boyle's consistent rejection of typical cinematic techniques, the
most
satisfying and _best_ aspect of _Trainspotting_ is that Boyle creates a
film
that is neither pro-drug or anti-drug. Instead, he maintains a rare
objectivity throughout the film, depicting this fascinating array of
complex, beautifully acted characters with an honesty that it seldom
captured on film. And, given the life that each character lives, it's
nearly
incomprehensible that a director would refrain from influencing the
viewer's
impressions in any way, yet that's exactly what Boyle does.
The dialogue-- or at least what portions of the brogue-drenched dialogue
American viewers will be able to comprehend-- is alternately hilarious,
raw,
and brutal. And Ewan McGregor, Jonny Lee Miller, and Robert Carlyle bring a
remarkable compassion and depth to their portrayals of characters that
could
have easily lapsed into cliche.
Despite its sheer brilliance, _Trainspotting_ is not a film that's easy to
watch. The viewer is bombarded with images that transcend visceral
discomfort in their horror-- this movie contains two of the most graphic,
horrifying scenes I've ever encountered. But, amazingly, none of these
elements is used merely for shock value. Though the viewer will be
mortified
by some of the things that happen onscreen-- the well-documented dive into
Scotland's most vile public toilet, for example-- these scenes all make
_perfect sense_ within the context of a masterfully told
story.
In order to notice all of the subtlety that also exists in _Trainspotting_,
repeat viewings are necessary, primarily to reduce some of the most
powerful
shocks ever-so-slightly, though their effects are never lost entirely. Some
of the images will likely haunt even the most cynical, jaded viewer for
weeks.
RATING: 10 out of 10. Never patronizing and completely unpretentious,
_Trainspotting_ is one of the most daring, unconventional films ever made.
It inspires a level of discomfort rivaled by very few movies, because, even
at its most graphic, Boyle never insults the viewer with mere shock
tactics.
Brilliantly acted, directed, and written, with a truly rare objectivity
that
allows each viewer to interpret its story on his/her own
terms.
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