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Acid House a bad trip
By BRUCE KIRKLAND -- Toronto Sun
It is rare that a collection of short stories can be jammed together into a single feature film that then works consistently from beginning to end.
The Acid House, based on three shorts written by Irvine Welsh (of Trainspotting fame), just proves the point. It's a mess that veers from inspired to disastrous moments. Sadly, it works mostly on the negative end of the scale.
Directed by Paul McGuigan and adapted to the screen by Welsh himself, The Acid House is set in some of the grottiest, dirtiest, most disgusting ghettos imaginable. Welcome to the underbelly of Glasgow.
None of the three stories is related. Each concerns working-class people, except for a middle-class couple who appear in the third and final story in the film.
Every actor, except the two playing the upscale couple, use guttural English that is so local, so slang-ridden that a lot of the film includes English subtitles. One of the jokes about watching the film is how the subtitles 'translate' English into English, often leaving out the torrent of profanities that pour like battery acid out of every man, woman and child in the movie. This is the summer of South Park at the movies.
The first story features a git named Boab (Stephen McCole) who loses his home, his job, his girlfriend, his place on the soccer team and his mind all in one day. When he meets a profanity-spewing God in a bar, Boab is turned into a house fly and seeks his revenge.
The second story concerns a pathetic man (Kevin McKidd) who marries a pregnant whore and watches helplessly later as she leaves him with the wee bairn and plays sex games with their upstairs neighbour, a drug-taking monster.
The third story is focused on a potty-mouthed punk (Ewen Bremner) who drops acid and is hit by lightning. It so happens that he is struck by the same bolt that zaps an ambulance nearby, just when that middle-class wife gives birth.
The punk and the baby exchange brains, leaving the punk's girlfriend to raise him as a 'clean' slate free of his usual habits and the baby's parents to recoil in horror as their baby starts talking -- profanely -- about sex and food. The movie's best moments occur in this sequence. It's not enough, but it's something.
The Acid House is weird, surreal and often stupid. There may be a socially redeeming value to all of this, but it escapes me. Totally.