Apparently the drug in Traffic was cocaine, not heroin. Obviously ... Mexico, duh. I think I got the impression it was heroin because all the users seemed so dozy, flopping around on sofas sort of thing, or blissing out in a soggy way. Also there was that cold blue photography .... when I was into cocaine it was bright and jazzy, a happysexy get-up-and-dance drug. I didn't know anyone who was addicted to it; the addicts I knew were on heroin and/or speed. And they were like the people in the movie, the kind who would break in to their parents' house and steal stuff. Cold, blue ...
Maybe it's the drug that's changed, maybe cooking it makes the difference? I don't know. I'm out of the drug loop apart from cigarettes and occasionally a nice bottle of Shiraz.
Oooh, I hope the above revelations about my misspent youth are not Too Much Information for some of my gentler readers ....
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