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Movie 417 – Trainspotting

Trainspotting – April 21st, 2011

Apparently we’re just having a drug-themed movie week or something. This wasn’t planned ahead of time, but I saw this morning that it’s Iggy Pop’s birthday and this was the first movie that came to mind. After all, we already did Cry Baby. We don’t own the sequel to The Crow (and we’re saving that anyhow and we’d have had to watch it first) and while he does apparently do one of the lead voices in the English dub of Persepolis, we don’t do dubbed versions unless we can’t do the subtitled version. So, here we are. Not that he’s in this, but I’ve always associated him with the movie since he’s very prominent on the soundtrack and pops up in conversation in the movie itself.

Now, I’ve got a lot to say about this movie so I admit I started my review earlier in the day. Really, I’ve been thinking about the review for the past year or so. Ever since we watched our first book-to-movie adaptation, which would be the first few movies, since Hellboy was a graphic novel first. This has been a long time coming. Because this movie is, in my opinion, one of the very best book-to-movie adaptations ever made. It is my go-to example of such a thing when the topic comes up in conversation and I’ve had to be really careful not to digress into a discussion of it whenever the topic comes up in my reviews. Because I could talk about this movie for days.

I mentioned in my 12 Monkeys review that I spent a few weeks in England when I was in high school. I happened to be there just when this movie was coming out in theaters. It was hugely advertised there. I grabbed the book first, then the soundtrack, then saw the movie with the rest of the group (none of whom had read the book and most of whom thought the movie was okay at best). My point here is that, like 12 Monkeys, for me this movie is inextricably linked to that trip. A lot of other things happened on the trip, both good and bad, but this was something I felt like I would remember, and I have. It’s one of the things that spurred me to pay more attention to film and books and the differences between them as mediums. Their physicality, experience of consuming and audiences are totally different and therefore they need to present their content differently. It was a revelation for me.

If you haven’t read the book this movie is based on, let me make it quite clear: It is very different from the movie. The book is a series of loosely connected stories and episodes from the lives of a large group of people who all live in Scotland or are from Scotland and who are either heroin addicts or in some way connected to an addict or addicts. There are a few plotlines that weave in and out of the stories. You’ll meet one character in one story and hear everything from his point of view. In another he’ll show up in the background as a guest at a party in a story being narrated by a girl who’s only met him once. Some stories aren’t connected at all. Some only in the vaguest of ways. Others use a huge network of people to connect wildly disparate plots through nothing more than the people involved and which acquaintances they have in common. And there are passages in the book that are so brutal they make me uncomfortable just thinking about them years later. If you had shown me the book first, without telling me there was a movie? I would have said it was impossible to do.

I would have been wrong. Because what director Danny Boyle and screenwriter John Hodge did was pluck out a core group of characters and their stories and turn them into a cohesive plot for the movie. The focal point of the film is Mark Renton, a long-time heroin addict. Everyone else in the movie orbits him to some extent. Friends, family, girlfriend. Renton’s the star here. Because he’s an engrossing character. Not a good guy, to be certain, but when he’s seen in comparison to characters like the amoral Sick Boy and the violent Begbie, well, he looks a whole lot better than he otherwise might. Sure, he lies, steals, gets his friends hooked on heroin. For some reason he’s also sympathetic. He’s made rotten choices throughout much of his adult life and he’s dealt with some rotten consequences. He feels guilt – or at least he does when he’s not high. He narrates the story and leads us through the miserable life he leads along with the people around him.

Back when this movie came out it got some bad press from people who claimed it was glorifying drug use. I would beg to differ on that count. Renton might not suffer much in the way of major consequences – he weasels out of jail time for shoplifting, somehow avoids HIV infection, manages to get to a hospital before an overdose kills him and eventually he gets clean and doesn’t get himself killed by someone else. But at the same time, he’s the exception to the rule here and the movie is quite clear about that. One friend gets jail time. Another dies after AIDS-related toxoplasmosis causes a stroke. Renton’s life is a series of near misses punctuated by shooting up and detoxing, repeatedly. He even starts up the movie determined to get clean (after an introduction telling you how crap it all is) and he even manages for a bit! And is thoroughly miserable immediately after. He goes back on heroin and is again miserable. He’s miserable whatever he does. And the movie constructs the life around him in such a way that, well. It’s somewhat understandable.

This is not to say that there’s a solid argument for drug use here. It seems to feel good while you’re doing it, but the movie shows very clearly what the effects are, from the wasted and sickly characters on the screen to the casualties of their inattention to life around them. But it all seems like a hideous cycle. Get high and you miss everything around you and spend all your time zonked out or stealing to get the money to pay to get zonked again. Get clean and you face up to the mess you’ve made of your life and the fact that your friends are all horrible people who did the same things you did when you were all in need of a hit. They screw each other over multiple times. It’s horrible.

And yet somehow the movie remains full of humor. It is one of the oddest pieces of balancing I’ve ever seen. There are terrible things in here. Infants dead of neglect, guys stealing from a nursing home, terrifying detox scenes, bar brawls with innocents getting beaten to pulp and of course all the heroin. Yet Renton remains somehow sympathetic. I genuinely want to see him break out of it all. I want to see him get clean and get out and away. And the movie has a generous helping of humorous lines that I quote all the damn time. It has some fantastic moments between the cast of characters and I smile a good portion of the time while watching it. But then they’re peppered in through a movie that is, in essence, about the hopelessness and disaffection of a generation and the effects it all has. Each of the characters goes in a different direction in response to feeling utterly trapped. Begbie goes looking for fights. Sick Boy abandons all pretense at caring about anyone but himself. Spud curls up and gives in. Tommy ends up the worst junkie of the lot. And Renton screws his mates to break free.

Following Renton and his “so-called mates” through this movie, I find it utterly amazing that such a cohesive story was pulled out of Irvine Welsh’s book. And I love the book, but it is not a piece of literature with a clearly defined beginning, middle and end. It’s casting a very wide net over the Edinburgh drug scene and pulling back a huge host of characters and stories to give you a bit of everything. This movie is taking all of that and pulling you into one storyline and still managing to show so very much of that same culture. These characters give you such a wide view of the possibilities (or lack thereof) that I really felt like they hit many or most of the truly key notes of the book.

Part of what makes the movie work so well and give it its humorous edge, is the way it’s all put together, with frames frozen in place so Renton can narrate a little, or titles like “The Worst” and “in Scotland” put around the word “TOILET” on a bathroom door. And then there’s the magical realism type scenes when Renton is high or detoxing. This movie has a wicked little sense of humor about itself and its subjects while at the same time treating their lives seriously. And the rest of what makes it work so well, aside from the magnificent adaptation work in the script and directing, are the performances.

I love everyone in this movie. The entire main cast is fantastic. Obviously we have Renton in the lead and this is the movie that introduced me to Ewan MacGregor. He is utterly unbelievable as Renton. He’s an underhanded and manipulative little twerp a lot of the time. He’s messed up in many ways. He self-describes as a bad person. And MacGregor makes him likable. That’s tough. That’s more than tough. There’s Jonny Lee Miller as Sick Boy (who’s lacking in moral fibre but knows a lot about Sean Connery) and you know, I knew Miller from Hackers. He’s certainly well named here and provides a good foil for Renton on several occasions. Ewan Bremner will always be Spud to me, no matter what else I see him in. Kevin McKidd and Kelly Macdonald were both fairly new to film at the time but I think they’re both great as Tommy as Diane, respectively. And oh man, Robert Carlyle as Begbie. Next to Renton and Begbie’s the closest focus the movie has. He’s a snarling wiry bundle of rage who acts as the human antagonist here and does an amazing job of it. I was so impressed when I saw Carlyle in less ragey roles because he’s so good at it here. But that just goes to show how great an actor he is.

All of this together makes for a spectacular movie, but it’s the adaptation aspect that really puts this one over the top for me. It’s that this movie takes something so utterly unworkable as the book and alters it so drastically but maintains the spirit of it. That’s brilliant. Look at so many other book-to-movie adaptions and see how they do it. They can be slavish to the book, going page by page and sometimes that works, like in Sin City. Sometimes it just falls flat because the material is too specific to the medium of the page. And sometimes just enough changes are made to push the material onto the screen without doing every word written down. But I think this movie is a wonderful example of how one can truly embrace the difference in mediums and rework a text in enormous ways to produce something that could only be done on film and captures the essence of the book at the same time. It’s beautiful.


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April 21, 2011


When we heard that today was Iggy Pop’s birthday today the first thing that popped into both of our minds was this movie which not only features the music of Iggy Pop but has a plot point revolving around tickets to one of his concerts. We had been saving this movie for a special occasion. It’s one of the best movies in our collection, for one thing, and we need really great movies once in a while when our day-to-day lives. For another thing this is a movie that Amanda has an awful lot to say about, so we couldn’t do it on a day when we didn’t have time to do a proper write up.

For me the story in this movie is not what it is about. The plot involves a series of vignettes in the lives of some people in Scotland – mostly having to do with how heroin is destroying their lives. It mostly centers on our narrator Mark Renton, but it doesn’t have an extremely strong narrative – it’s just a series of things that happen to him and his mates. (Amanda has told me that given Irvine Welsh’s original novel it’s astonishing that there’s any narrative arc at all since that book takes the form more of a series of only tenuously related short stories.) Renton is an unapologetic heroin junkie who shoots up with his suave pal Sick Boy, his pathetic loser friend Spud, young mother Allison and their dealer the Mother Superior (so called due to the length of his habit.) His straight edged friend Tommy is having relationship problems. Then there’s complete psycho Begbie who hangs out with them and gets them all into trouble with his fondness for brawling.

Over the course of the movie Renton repeatedly tries to break his heroin habit with varying degrees of success. He tries to go cold turkey. He enters a methadone program after getting caught shoplifting to feed his habit. Ultimately he is forced by his parents to go cold turkey, after which he attempts to lead a more normal life. Even this, however, is difficult for him because his friends continue to pull him back into their life of crime.

I have no experience whatsoever with heroin. To my knowledge there are no heroin addicts even in my circle of friends. As such this movie is very much a window into a foreign and terrifying world. It is presented in such a way, however, that somebody like myself can understand and to some degree sympathise with the characters in the movie. My particular vices (coffee and video games) may be very different, but I can still understand the power of the high, the ache of withdrawal, and the near impossibility of kicking the habit.

This movie introduced me to a lot of people. In most cases it was not their first film, but there are a lot of great artists involved in the creation of this movie that I hadn’t known about before seeing this. Danny Boyle, for example had done Shallow Grave (which I still haven’t seen) before this, but this was the first of his movies I ever saw. Likewise this was the first thing I saw Ewan McGregor in or Robert Carlyle. I think that I did not see Hackers until after I had seen this already so it’s probably the first thing I saw Johnny Lee Miller in too. In every one of these cases these people went on to wonderful careers that never cease to delight and astonish me, and I always look fondly back on this movie when I seen them in something new. Robert Carlyle in particular is astonishing. That he can play the thoroughly awful Begbie here and then go on to movies like The Full Monty and Marilyn Hotchkiss never ceases to astound me. Poor Ewen Bremner, on the other hand, is so distinctive and delivers such a memorable performance as Spud that it is impossible to see him in any other role without seeing this pathetic character.

What sets this movie apart from others in my mind, aside from the great performances throughout, is the directing. This movie is the reason that I’ll grab anything with Danny Boyle’s name on it without hesitation. (That’s how I ended up with Sunshine for example.) There are so many fantastic, surreal moments in this film that help us to get inside Renton’s head. I don’t think there’s a special effect in this entire movie; it’s all accomplished through in-camera tricks, which endears it even more to me. There’s Renton climbing into a filthy toilet to retrieve a pair of suppositories. There’s the shallow world around him speeding by as he aches for a hit. There’s his overdose – where he sinks into a thick shag carpet and that comfortably numb POV follows him to the hospital. There’s the lengthy montage of his withdrawal with the stretching room, mechanical baby on the ceiling, characters visiting him in his hallucinations and such. This is a movie full of fantastic moments that have stuck with me ever since.

Put all that together with a soundtrack including Underworld, Lou Reed, and, yes, Iggy Pop and you have a simply irresistible, magical, terrifying and yet ultimately uplifting tale of drug addiction and poverty. It’s a unique sort of movie that remains amongst my favorite films of all time, and deservedly so. Now if only we had The Naked Lunch so we could make this a drug movie trilogy with yesterday’s viewing of the Reefer Madness musical.

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