First there was an opportunity......then there was a betrayal. Twenty years have gone by. Much has changed but just as much remains the same. Mark Renton (Ewan McGregor) returns to the only place he can ever call home. They are waiting for him: Spud (Ewen Bremner), Sick Boy (Jonny Lee Miller), and Begbie (Robert Carlyle). Other old friends are waiting too: sorrow, loss, joy, vengeance, hatred, friendship, love, longing, fear, regret, diamorphine, self-destruction and mortal danger, they are all lined up to welcome him, ready to join the dance. Written by
Sony Pictures Entertainment
The four main actors were not all available at the same time at the very beginning of principal photography, due to scheduling conflicts with other projects. Danny Boyle stated in interviews that the American TV careers of Jonny Lee Miller and Robert Carlyle in particular made it a necessity to have a reduced filming schedule that could accommodate all four of the male leads. See more »
When Renton and Sick Boy are performing on stage at the Protestant pub, the camera attached to Renton's microphone is briefly visible. See more »
[Begbie drops Viagra in his bathroom stall]
What all this then? Planning a special event are we sir?
Give me the tablets pal!
Remember not to exceed the stated dose.
Give me the fucking tablets or I'll come through there and pound your fucking head in!
Alright fucking calm down
For fuck sake.
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Wot Do U Call It?
Performed by Wiley
Written and produced by Richard Kylea Cowie (aka Wiley)
(P) 2004 XL Recordings Ltd
Licensed courtesy of XL Recordings Ltd
Published by BMG Rights Management UK Ltd., a BMG Company See more »
Trainspotting, the iconic film from my youth. I have been looking forward to the sequel with the eager anticipation of a junkie who just got their hands on some of Afghanistan's finest. As my belt loosened, I slumped back into the large leather sofa, glazed eyes fixed on the screen and full of warm contentment for the hit I was about to receive
Indeed 'T2' was a trip down memory lane - a contrived trip down a lane that meandered meaninglessly without any apparent beginning or end. A lane with more p(l)ot holes than the cobbled backstreets of Leith.
To reassemble the original cast was a coup that ensured those who loved the original would flock to see the sequel and spend their cash to get another dose of the good stuff. But this time it was hard to relate to those same characters that had oozed so much charisma in the original. It felt like they were all trying just that little bit too hard, likely in an effort to atone for the distinct lack of plot and skittish direction this instalment offered.
As the movie jumped from one gratifying, yet ultimately self-serving piece of cinematography to the next, it became clear that 'T2' lacked a thread from which to hang the heavily affected nostalgia that felt obvious, yet pretentious. The original appealed to the disaffected youth of the working classes and way beyond; the sequel felt like it had been conceived to appeal to the conceited masses who 'Chose life. a job. a career. a family and that 3-piece suite' a long time ago - and it lacked substance as a result.
Maybe I was too comfortable, drinking my large glass of Rioja on the comfy £16 sofa-seat to really engage or maybe I was just too pisshed But as the anticipation waned, I realised this wasn't the real-deal. The injection of wonder I was hoping for turned out to be nothing more than a sugary-sweet placebo that left me disappointed and in need of more. "Just one more hit Renton, just one more hit."
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