6.5 / 10
Along with Seven, Pulp Fiction and Goodfellas... Trainspotting was probably the film I've seen the most during my adolescence. For that matter, I wore a "No Expectations" protection vest on the sequel and it was worth it. I haven't read "Ecstasy" by Irvine Welsh so I have no idea how creatively free was Boyle in this work but, whatever he did, he failed! T2 reads like an essay on filmmaking nostalgia, playing with the different textures between film and digital and accompanied by a bunch of overdue Northern 80's classics used in excess and out of place. Too much emphasis is put on the mythical Begbie that just couldn't deliver. Spud, Sickboy and, what's his name, Mark Rant-on did it all again for the sake of your moneys' worth handjob. The decadence was there, some new experimental takes on toilets and a couple of lookers, it's not like it's a bad film, how could it be... it was fine! Just not overwhelming... as expected actually, no?
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