Twenty-five years later, director Danny Boyle’s darkly comic take on heroin addicts in Edinburgh remains a masterpiece.
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long with Pulp Fiction and Goodfellas, Trainspotting remains one of my three favorite films of the 90s. Twenty-five years after it first blew me away when I saw it at the Ritzy Cinemas in Brixton, London, in the summer of 1996, I watched it yet again, for what must be at least the twelfth time. I’ve seen it in all formats — at the movies, on a VCR, on a DVD, streaming— and it still fills me with a giddy appreciation for its director Danny Boyle’s frisky energy, wit, and agility.
The movie starts out weighed down by a major problem …