T2 Trainspotting, based on the novel of the same name and the sequel, Glue, was released last week. I was so obscenely excited that I started to question why. Have I truly not grown since I saw the first movie? What does this say about me that I’ve become so invested in some characters from my past?
The Sex Lives of Siamese Twinsby Irvine Welsh examines society’s obsession with celebrity, fitness, art, and the way those things are used to inflict abuse. The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins is about the relationship of a fitness instructor who is filmed by an overweight suicidal artist saving two men from gunpoint. The two women become linked as Lena, the artist, attempts to get into shape with the fitness instructor, Lucy’s guidance. Lucy’s detestable actions seem to stem from her hatred of women. She uses them merely as figures to compare body types and for sex. Continue reading →
So if anyone actually reads my blog they’ll know Irvine Welsh is one of my top author obsessions. I would apologize for repetition, but if anyone is kind enough to read, I’m sure they’ll indulge my infatuation. If you truly love someone, you want the world to understand how brilliant that person is. And so I continue to expound on the pure genius of Irvine Welsh. He is witty, incisive, poetic, imaginative, and a great storyteller. Continue reading →
Irvine Welsh‘s latest novel, Skagboys, is a prequel to his infamous book, Trainspotting, and explores how the friends all became heroin junkies. It’s been a while since I’ve read Trainspotting (I’ve read it twice) but I remember the gist of it and the style. To catch you up: drugs, Brit-pop, drugs, raves, more drugs, sex, more drugs, death, more drugs, theft, more drugs, and one friend screwing over the rest. When Welsh was initially writing Trainspotting, it was much longer, with part of what became Skagboys. At the time, he wasn’t interested in how they became addicts, but recently, he began to wonder how that transition began. Continue reading →