It’s interesting how drug addiction is portrayed in different cultures, but the stories of it seem to all end the same tragic way. Victims of drug addiction are often seen as good-for-nothing outcasts in most cultures. Although drug usage can be portrayed as “cool” in some places–like in American party scenes–it ultimately becomes a tragic story in the end. Once a person becomes addicted, he or she starts to suffer mental conditions and other health repercussions. In worst cases, drug addiction can take away a person’s life. People begin to comment on the instances in a rather pitiful way: it’s “such a waste” for people to end up like this, and so on.
Drug addiction is a big issue in the Philippines, especially under the political climate brought about by the Duterte administration. He focuses his campaigns on the so-called drug war, and tries to convince people that the most heinous crimes are primarily a result of drugs and addiction. However, this topic was tackled very differently in the film; the characters may be seen as outcasts or ‘good-for-nothing’ people, but in the end, they’re still human. They were written in a way that makes the audience understand where they’re coming from and empathize with them–even if you don’t agree with them.
In the film, Renton tries to stop his addiction and live a new life with a job to be seen as a normal, functioning citizen. He felt as if he were directionless in the life he lived with his friends, who were also drug users, so he moved to London. However, his friends ended up going to his place there and he was influenced back again to the drug culture.
The creativity and production design in the film is amazing, but there was a scene that I couldn’t bear to watch because it was written so revoltingly. It’s the bathroom scene where he “dived” into the toilet bowl of poo to retrieve his heroin. I couldn’t handle seeing that and I realized how powerful visual scenes are to be able to give such an extreme effect.
Another scene that I’d never forget was the baby scene, where he was locked in the room in his parents’ house and he started hallucinating. It was a good highlight of the rhythm of the movie, and the pacing in editing was excellently done. The music matched the scene so perfectly, and it made it such a surreal experience to watch–I felt as if if I were hypnotized.
In the final scene, Renton talked about “the last of the lasts.” We’d start to ask ourselves with just how true that statement is, given the things he did throughout the film–and that’s what we find ourselves guilty of, too. We always say, for example, that this will be the last time we’re cramming, and we would change in the next semester–until we’re graduating and we’re still cramming our last requirement.
The film had a book ending monologue where he talked about choosing life and not choosing life. He mentioned the “normal” things a normal person should have or do: a job, a house, a family, a TV, and all that stuff. It was quite poetic. But we start to ask: who dictates that “life”? Only the privileged could do so. If we’re part of the outliers, we would be antagonized and seen as a problem. After the monologue, I couldn’t help but clap in class. It really hit differently at the end. It’s like we’re being forced into this life, and all we do is to follow the standards set for us. If we couldn’t, we’re out.





