Absolute garbage from start to finish. If anyone other than Irvine Welsh's name had been on the script it would never have been made. Welsh and Cavanagh obviously sat down and came up with a checklist of taboos that they decided would shock or offend and then tried to build a script around it. From snorting the ashes of a dead dog (how original) to sucking off a priest, every moment of it was calculated and manipulative. Trainspotting was a fabulous book but this bears all the hallmarks of a barrel that's been well and truly scraped. One reviewer unbelievably commented that 'it had heart. A GREAT BIG HEART'. There wasn't one likable character in it so I fail to see where its emotional core lay. This was a classic case of the emperor's new clothes - "it was written by Irvine Welsh so it must be good". Wrong!
Review of Wedding Belles
