Am i the only one who thinks........Average?

All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

The first few minutes were shown and I slowly sinked into my seat thinking "...this is going to be one of those films isn't it?". Yet despite the obscene use of sex, drugs and alcohol there is actually a sympathetic undertone. A detective sergeant increasingly experiences hallucinations whilst investigating the murder of a Japanese student, in doing so he is aiming for a promotion to detective inspector. An adaptation of a novel written by Irvine Welsh can only mean two things: It involves drugs and is set in Scotland. Whilst this does not have the same controversial aftershock that 'Trainspotting' made back in 96', it's still unpleasantly warped and enthusiastic in the demented characters it creates. Yes, our "protagonist" is a bully and can only be summed up as the worst detective in all of Scotland, but there is a saddening reason for his inhumane behaviour. A reason that surprisingly compelled me and made the entire third act extremely interesting and enthralling. The tonal shift from what seemed to be pointless ribaldry to then become a character study felt seamless to which I have to give credit to director Baird. James McAvoy possibly gives the best performance of his career and Eddie Marsan is always captivating. Him dancing to Darude's Sandstorm whilst being completely off his face was a beauty to behold. Would've liked to have seen more from Jamie Bell and Imogen Poots who only got to shine rarely during the runtime, but this is purely focussed on McAvoy to which he dominates the screen. The screenplay needed some finesse, just to add the needed additional characterisation and memorability that the film ultimately required. It could've been both crude and intelligently written. The narrative is rather messy during the first two acts, jumping from scene to scene like an Olympic athlete on Speed. It is jarring and will take time to adjust, however this is a brilliantly acted crime comedy that lavishes in its own vulgarity. Not many films live up to their title, but Filth does!

I came late to this and saw it when it was on Film 4. I was recently amazed by James McAvoy's performance in 'Split' and already adored him as a young Professor X.Seriously, if you haven't seen 'Split', you really should.'Filth' is not for the faint hearted, and is prime fodder for 'Outraged of Halifax' in the Daily Mail comments section.It's a fun ride, like a manic episode can be (I have bipolar and some things felt far too familiar) but then things become tragic, as the depressive phase tends to be. I'm still a little bit miffed about the slightly OTT portrayal of bipolar disorder - it's not a totally accurate account of the illness (hence 9 stars, not 10) - but it's nice to see someone at least try to explore it.The denouement had me sobbing like a 'little bitch with a skinned knee', to quote Jay from 'Dogma' (also a wonderful film you should watch immediately) and the very end was when I really started blubbing.As a Scot and a bipolar type 1, this felt a little too close to home and that's why I adore it. I'm going to be re-watching this as much as I re watch 'Evil Dead 2' and 'Titanic' - yes, I love 'Titanic'. What of it?

I May Be Late In Watching Filth And May Love James Mcavoy But I Must Say This Was One Hell Of A Movie! Loved It, Laughed It And Felt It!!!! Loved Every Character But The Wife. I Had To Read Most Of The Movie's Caption Due To The Obvious Language Barrier: Scotland Vs Texas!?!? But I Truly Laughed My Ass Off During Most Of The Film; Yes, Including The Very Last Moment. THANKS FILTH!!!!•••SIDENOTE, SIDELINE, SIDE SALAD, SIDEBAR: JAMES MCAVOY - My future ex-husband; has a striking resemblance to a picture I saw once of someone, somewhere; and also has my daughters eyes (blue)••• •••So get your restraining order ready because I'm coming to Scotland •••

FILTH is the perfect title for this filthy, bottom-of-the-barrel Scottish comedy that comes to us courtesy of the novel by TRAINSPOTTING writer Irvine Welsh. I should make it clear that I consider TRAINSPOTTING to be one of the most overrated films of the 1990s so I had little hopes of enjoying this similarly depraved film either.And I was right: FILTH is everything I hate about modern so-called 'comedies'. It's a film that goes out of its way to offend everyone, with below the belt gags taking in all manner of outrageous situations and depravities. I honestly don't find the material here to be funny in the slightest, but it doesn't surprise me that others crack up at this sort of stuff; I have a very old-fashioned sense of humour.The film is also flawed in presenting us with a protagonist who is so irredeemably corrupt that there's no way he can come back from it, so attempts to make him sympathetic to the viewer just don't work. James McAvoy's character wants stringing up, not praising. The only positive thing I can find about the whole experience is that McAvoy's incredibly dedicated performance is out of this world, and I can only wish he had been employed in a better movie. He's be a perfect fit for Macbeth, for example.