Trainspotting

Trainspotting est définitivement mon film préféré sur la drogue.

D'un côté il te donne envie de te droguer et d'un autre pas du tout. Il ne ment pas. Il ne te dit pas si c'est mal ou bien. Le film raconte, ne juge pas.

Et puis au final, et bien, c'est notre choix...se droguer ou pas..choisir la vie ou pas ;) !

"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?" 

Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Well, I'll come back with you if you like, but like, I'm not promising anything, you know. 
Diane: Do you find that this approach usually works? Or let me guess, you've never tried it before. In fact, you don't normally approach girls - am I right? The truth is that you're a quiet sensitive type but, if I'm prepared to take a chance, I might just get to know the inner you: witty, adventurous, passionate, loving, loyal. Taxi! A little bit crazy, a little bit bad. But hey - don't us girls just love that? 
Mark "Rent-boy" Renton: Eh? 
Diane: Well, what's wrong boy - cat got your tongue?