“The Acid House (1999)“
Three twisted tales of abuse, drugs, displaced personalities and insect life by Irvine Welsh. A trilogy of short films from Welsh’s collection. All three sections are independent, but are linked by setting and by the reappearance of incidental characters. another disturbing movie from Welsh.
“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 leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on 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 spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life… But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin’ else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?”
“Irvine Welsh’s Ecstasy” (2011)
You know those DJ sets where the artist in the booth is throwing down a lot of decent tunes, but the programming flow just isn’t quite right? That’s what Irvine Welsh’s Ecstasy feels like, with time-lapse sequences thrown down in place of interminable kick-drum outros and intros. There’s another drug-dealing, club-owning super villain, this one with late-20s clubber and occasional drug mule Lloyd under his thumb for unpaid debts. Beautifully shot in Edinburgh, its failings as a film are papered over by the way it perfectly captures two facets of club culture: the seediness of a kick-on when the sun comes up and you come down, and the magic of falling in love on the dancefloor – tempered by the struggle of making things work once the night wears off. Also features a star turn from Billy Boyd, aka Frodo’s mate Pippin.
“It’s All Gone Pete Tong” (2004)
What was supposedly based on a true story turned out to be more of an urban myth, but we liked it all the same: It’s All Gone Pete Tong tells the story of notorious DJ Frankie Wilde who is starting to lose his hearing. Despite his doctor’s orders to stay clear of the drugs and not expose himself to loud noise, Frankie goes on doing exactly that, until he loses his hearing completely. Falling into a downward spiral of drugs, depression and angry badgers, things aren’t looking too good for Frankie. At a pivotal moment, just as it seems there’s no more hope for the guy, Frankie decides to make some changes in his life. As he slowly gets back on his feet, he realizes that there are other ways to pick up sounds and make music. In resting his bare feet on the booming speakers and watching changing voltages on the oscilloscope he was able to record an entire album that went down a bloody treat!
Not a classic clubbing film. The three story threads revolve around a drug deal gone wrong (is there any other kind?), a trip to Vegas, and a Los Angeles warehouse rave where Sarah Polley and one of Tom Cruise’s ex-wives make a packet selling aspirin to naive kiddie ravers (“I think I feel something!” “It’s really smooth, isn’t it.”).
Go is a fast-paced black comedy that couldn’t have been made any better. Yes, even Katie Holmes rocked her role as—surprise, surprise—Ronna’s (Sarah Polley) naïve and wide-eyed side-kick/co-worker Claire. Following a 24-hour timeline, we follow the respective adventures of Ronna, Simon (Desmond Askew) and soap opera actors Adam (Scott Wolf) and Zack (Jay Mohr) who, in hindsight, kind of started this crazy road trip in the first place.