Ijo Pona - harrogate blogger
Creativity Procrastination Review (Of Sorts)


Me and the good lady wife, Kathryn, went to see the film T2 Trainspotting at the Everyman in Harrogate. Quite an occasion actually. It is the first time we have visited that cinema since it opened last year – what a cinema. All shiny and new.

It pains me to say this, but it wins over the Odeon, where I used to work. The thing the Odeon has going for it is it’s faded grandeur. The fact that folk would rock up to the art-deco building with it’s chandeliers and gold plate banisters in their finery was something that made me proud to work there.

However, Everyman Cinema has leg room and wins on that account. We sat comfortably on our two seater sofa and spilled popcorn all over the place.

I would write a short review of the film T2 Trainspotting, but there are far more valued opinions when it comes to film. I will leave it at the fact that both me and Kathryn really enjoyed it. Here is the trailer:

… but there was something not quite right with the experience. In the script of the film, Sick Boy asks Renton if he is taking a holiday – visiting his past life. That is what I was doing watching the film.

There are moments throughout the film about breaking free from the past. About taking a holiday through past memories, looking up old flames and there is plenty of reference to Heroin.

I enjoyed the film immensely. It would have been tough to follow up the first – indeed, it was almost a homage to the first film. Tying up the loose ends.

But, life doesn’t imitate cinema. There are no directors to tie up loose ends in real life. It is hard not to empathise with one or two of the characters (except Begbie) and it made it an unsettling experience. As in, I too can relate to some of it – through health not heroin – and it made me think of the things I would be doing had I not been ill. Probably tending a cash till in a high street shop or something, but it is nice to romanticise how things could have turned out but for the if’s/ what’s / but’s.

Guess I chose life.

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