Back when I was 'young', the movie made from this book was one of my favourites. My friend and I gave each other the book for Christmas. In retrospect, I didn't enjoy the book as much as the movie, but that often happens when I love a movie. I found Irvine Welsh's "Filth" to be my favourite of his books (that I've read). Part of my distaste for Trainspotting might be how repulsed and horrified I continue to be by the character of Bigsby (sp?).