I just finished watching this movie. The robberies by the heroin addicts are more honest and easier to stomach than the institutionalised, state sanctioned, socially condoned robberies, such as the deliberate manipulation and inflation of real estate prices to exploit and profit from the human need for shelter.
In the final scene, the central protagonist lists the ways in which he intends to conform to society, he at once becomes loathesome for pursuing a life he knows to be empty and exploitative and at the same time he is pitiful, because finally, his rebellion is exhausted. There are no other options available to him: Conform or self destruct. He "chooses life" but he well knows the life he is choosing is morally and intellectually sterile. His rebellion is over. He surrenders. He is ready to become a social neuter, just another unthinking cynical cunt without a conscience.
Groucho Marx once said something like: "I refuse to belong to any club that will have me as a member" (I'm certain that's a paraphrase, but the meaning is preserved) Wise words.
Until you hang upon such a cross, you won't know a thing about laughter or loss...and you don't believe me now, but you will...you will, you wil you will you will...you will, you will - Titus Andronicus
