Sid and Nancy, Rest in Peace

Trenton 2022-02-07 14:49:25


Sid and Nancy, it took me two nights to finish this brain-torn movie.



Yes, they are unruly, they are presumptuous, they take drugs, they sway, they are rude, they cry bitterly, and they reach desperation step by step.



However, they really love each other.



I always thought that the kind of love in Natural Born Killers and Breaking Waves could be described with blood. I always thought that there was no love in such crazy nerves. I always thought that when the sand dredger passed by the Seine, there would be no more love. There is no love that is so persistent and thorough.



They met in a bar, and Sid lied about taking drugs just to help Nancy, and then gave her the money.



And Sid stood outside the bar in order to meet Nancy again, the sun went down and the rain came, he was still waiting.



Shivering from the cold, he walked into the bar in disappointment.



The next day, he met Nancy by chance, he tried injecting drugs for the first time, then had a severe physical reaction, he kept vomiting, and then had sex.



Nancy thought he was just playing on the scene, and was about to leave in the morning, Sid hugged her and didn't leave.



Sid is the bass player for the Sex Pistols, they are going on tour, Nancy is forced to stay in London, and Sid in New York slashes Nancy's name on his chest with a razor blade.



He's on drugs, he's on alcohol, when he's at his worst, he calls Nancy in London and says, I'm going to have sex with you.



The Sex Pistols disbanded, and Sid had nothing left, and he was drinking heavily, and he said, well, I want to see Nancy.


He was injured, and on Christmas Eve, Nancy appeared in the ward.



They're down, no money, no shows, they need money, they need drugs, they have nothing but love.



Sid said to Nancy, I would die without you.



Nancy said, what's the use of me.



Sid paused for two seconds, I would die without you.



End of the road, the last night.



She said let's die together, Sid's boyish face appeared, he didn't want to die.



At that moment, he was not a punk, he was not the bass player of the Sex Pistols, he was not a drug addict, he was just a child, attached to a child to survive, in fact, she didn't want to die, but there was really no way out.



She cried and asked Sid to help her die. Sid held the knife numbly and stabbed it.



They hugged each other, and the blood stained them all red.



The police came and asked him, but he couldn't say anything.



Just looking at the bleak space in despair, the eyes are stiff, and the indifference is heartbreaking.



She is dead, can he still live?



At the age of 22, he died of a drug overdose.



At the end of the film, there is a fantasy scene where he dances on the ruins, Nancy picks him up in a taxi, they hug, they kiss, they leave.



Sid and Nancy, Rest in Peace.



Sid has a single called My Way, maybe it should be Our Way. They went all the way, crazy and absurd, but there is always one thing in the drug violence blood punk foul language that makes these all survive.



They love each other.

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  • Luigi 2022-03-20 09:02:55

    my way http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XOTgzNjM4MjQ=.html

  • Benedict 2022-03-14 14:12:30

    You have no idea why the two bomb-like people in "Sid and Nancy" are bound by fate. The ropes that tangle them are neither love nor sex, and obviously not the music of the Sex Pistols. Probably the nothingness flying over the punk era gave them a reason to embrace each other. The decadent heart seems to have found a sense of existence in the flamboyant appearance, but unfortunately everything is an illusion that disappears with smoke after being overly magnified. Things are unpredictable, just like you can't imagine that the rebellious young man who just debuted turned into Churchill in "Darkest Hour".

Sid and Nancy quotes

  • Sid: You know, I was so bored once that I fucked a dog.

  • Malcolm: But Sidney's more than a mere bass player. He's a fabulous disaster. He's a symbol, a metaphor, he embodies the dementia of a nihilistic generation. He's a fuckin' star.