Sid and Nancy (1986)

Regisseur:

Alex Cox

Drehbuchautoren:

Alex Cox (screenplay) and
Abbe Wool (screenplay)

Premierendatum:

7. November 1986 (USA)

Genre:

Biographie | Drama | Musik

Werbezeile:

Love kills

Plot:

Morbid biographical story of Sid Vicious, bassist with British punk group the Sex Pistols, and his girlfriend Nancy Spungen...

Plot Keywords:

Female Nudity | Drug Addict | Drug Addiction | Vulgarity | Drugs

Filmpreise:

Nominated for BAFTA Film Award. Another 4 wins

Nutzerkommentare:

Cartoonish fan fiction

Besetzung

Gary Oldman	...	Sid Vicious
Chloe Webb	...	Nancy Spungen
David Hayman	...	Malcolm McLaren
Debby Bishop	...	Phoebe
Andrew Schofield	...	Johnny Rotten
Xander Berkeley	...	Bowery Snax
Perry Benson	...	Paul
Tony London	...	Steve
Sandy Baron	...	Hotelier in New York
Sy Richardson	...	Methadone caseworker
Edward Tudor-Pole	...	Hotelier in London
Biff Yeager	...	Detective
Courtney Love	...	Gretchen
Rusty Blitz	...	Reporter
John Spaceley	...	Chelsea resident

Alternativ:

Sid and Nancy: Love Kills
Sid & Nancy (Bundesrepublik Deutschland) [de]

Länge:

112 Min | Australia:110 Min

Produktionsland:

UK

Sprache:

Englisch

Farbe:

Farbe

Seitenverhältnis:

1.85 : 1

Tonverfahren:

Dolby

Altersfreigabe:

Iceland:16 | Portugal:M/16 | Australia:R | Finland:K-18 | France:-12 | Netherlands:16 | Norway:18 | UK:18 | USA:R | Canada:R | Canada:13+ (Quebec)

Drehorte:

Chelsea Hotel - 222 West 23rd Street, Chelsea, Manhattan, New York City, New York, USA

Firma:

Initial Pictures

Dies und das:

In Alex Cox's previous film Repo Man (1984), a punk at a party in the beginning can be seen wearing a shirt with Sid Vicious on it.

Pannen:

Anachronismus: Set in the late 1970's, shows a 1985 Honda Civic in the background in the opening scenes with Sid and John.

Dialogzitate:

Nancy: I'll never look like Barbie. Barbie doesn't have bruises.

Bezüge zu anderen Titeln:

Verweist auf/spielt an auf/erwähnt "Doctor Who" (1963)

Soundtrack:

I'm Not Your Stepping Stone

Cartoonish fan fiction

This film was responsible for putting me off biopics about people who are still alive. The reason being that we know what the individuals involved looked like then and look like now, and we are aware of what really happened, and can compare the real people to the fantasy version that the director chooses to put on screen. For example, Sid Vicious's famous swastika T-shirt gets bowdlerised into a hammer and sickle T-shirt, the latter apparently being more in-tune with director's PC totalitarian sensibilities. Yuck.

In this movie, the director comes off looking like the talentless, pretentious declassé wannabe that we always knew he was from his other films, a Will Self of the cinema. Alex Cox has totally bought into the synthetic cartoonish on-stage public image of the Sex Pistols and the punk movement, and mistaken it for the real people involved. The result resembles Star Trek fan fiction, a lame geeky attempt to rehash someone else's already shallow work of fiction by an overly obsessive fan, made all the more irritating because it is presented as if it was telling a true story. So we get Gary Oldman and Chloe Webb and the supporting cast mugging their one-note cartoonish punk caricatures throughout the length of this film, with occasional injections of out-of-touch intellectualisms. It's not entertaining and it's not funny, although the characters behave as if they believe they are. The plot, what little there is, moves quite slowly to its known and muddled conclusion. The low budget shows in the poor cinematography and weak script. The only emotion I felt by the end was embarrassment for the film-makers, combined with the fervent hope that they would change careers to suit their true vocations as checkout clerks and sociology lecturers.