this was one of those movies that you’re *supposed* to watch if you are hip to pop culture and/or punk. it’s the story of sid vicious and his horrible, drug addict g/f. it’s so over-the-top with everything that it’s confusing and boring and makes a joke out of punk rock. velvet goldmine, which had a similar theme but was about david bowie and the glam rock scene (and drugs) was a whole lot better, even in the surreal bits. this just makes me want to watch something by the actual sex pistols…maybe i’ll netflix the great rock n’ roll swindle….