
Trainspotting is a film that’s a bit hard to watch, its themes cause obvious anti-capitalistic ideas against thinking about something a gruelling as the future, where people must engage in temporary pleasures and forget about the big responsibilities
But the end of the film seems to be a message of just the opposite, that it’s not a good idea at all, and anyone struggling with drug abuse and such problems can be redeemed if they choose the option of living, and that cripling feeling of loneliness can go away if you find love and courtship it seems that to most people but to me the last monolouge of the films makes fun of both ideas and embraces cynicism towards things such as the future and past neither have to control you.
Throughout the whole film, the protagonist goes through insane scenarios, but does regret them and changes his path due to that regret. but the other hand, he simply gets tired and moves on, as we see throughout the whole film, it simply did not interest him anymore transforms and says the same quote at the end of the film the same one in the beggining showing the duality of the situation that no matter what type of life you lead the pleasures and pains of it are not on the wolrd but are on you
“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 suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a 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, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourself. 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?“