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 you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing sprit- crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing you 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.
(Trainspotting)
L'hai letto il libro "Trainspotting"?, quello da cui è tratto il film?
RispondiEliminaSe il film ti è piaciuto, come mi pare di capire, leggi il libro, perché vale parecchio di più!! :)
Sì il film è molto bello.. poi io adoro lui, Ewan McGregor.
RispondiEliminaSe mi dici così,allora me lo compro subito il libro! ;)