
T2 Trainspotting movie review: GenX running out of steam but chugging on
The sparse, cold satisfaction that could be wrung from Trainspotting’s punk insolence has been replaced by an exhausted cynicism. Which is exactly right.
The sparse, cold satisfaction that could be wrung from Trainspotting’s punk insolence has been replaced by an exhausted cynicism. Which is exactly right.
Like how Russell Crowe and Hugh Jackman could have swapped roles in Les Misérables and it would have worked just as well…
Are there cases where it wouldn’t make the most sense to leave an entire story intact and simply change the protagonist’s gender? Would a better updating be retelling classic stories from the perspective of female characters who would have been on the periphery?
Does his emotional coldness and daunting intellect have something to say to us that strikes a particular chord right now? Or is Holmes a perennial favorite that storytellers will be returning to and updating far into the future?
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Hoorah for Tim Burton and the new nadir of narcissistic awfulness he achieves here. Dark Shadows dares to be nothing but the wisp of its own conceit.
It’s theater, but it’s cinema, too…