miércoles, 8 de julio de 2009

Choose life

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 leisure wear 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, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked-up brats you have 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 something else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you've got heroin?

Trainspotting (1996)


Muuuuuuy buena película, y excelente soundtrack también...

Saludos

2 comentarios:

Chupacabritas dijo...

Chale...y pensar que el tiempo me come mis horas cinefilas...tanto tiempo y yo sin poder terminar de ver esta pelicula..aunque el lema de la portada de "La naranja Mecanica de los 90´s" que esta en mi dvd me reviente me intriga mucho verla....

Our dijo...

Es un peliculon, yo la vi hace tiempo y me dejo bastante marcado, es la tipica pelicula que las drogas no las vuelves a ver ni de lejos