Watching "Sid and Nancy" is purely accidental, just heard that it is a biographical film about Sid.
The ancestor of the punk spirit, the messy bass, the naughty and beautiful looks... not much else, not even knowing that he has a girlfriend as famous as him, a blond drug dealer who came to London The only purpose is to have sex with members of the Sex Pistols. No one is that stupid, except the brain-deformed Sid.
When they met, he sat waiting for her at the door of the bar where it was pouring rain, he gave her money, and he was soaked in the belief that she would come back. In those chaotic times, is this the beginning of love? Charismatic scumbags, charming patients, they never said they were good kids, they were madly in love with each other and they were the same. He picked up her tattered bag in the middle of the road, and they vomited dimly beside the toilet, and they went to bed for the first time and again and again. Her flesh looked warm, and the boy with the unruly face looked a little lonely.
He went on a world tour with his Sex Pistols. He cut himself to donate blood. She burst into tears when she got his call, and he said he didn't want anything right now, just wanted to be with her. They are both severe hypothermia, living neurotic lives, only each other is the cure for lingering. No one loves them, not even themselves. They were nothing, like the Sex Pistols slogan "No future!" Yes, there was never a future.
She took off her stockings and said that Barbie would not have bruises, her sly big eyes were full of smiles. Sometimes he slapped her face hard. They scrambled together for a small packet of white powder. They were so poor they couldn't even get $5. They clasped each other's shoulders during a drug addiction. He shivered and said Nancy, my bones hurt. He loves her so deeply.
In that classic poster, they're standing in front of a garbage dump to pick up things. Sid said, "How long has it been since we've done it?" Nancy said, "Can't remember...as long as you want..." Sid shook his head: "Kiss me." The trash started somewhere unknown above his head Dumped, plastic bags flying like rose petals. Who says there can't be angels in the trash heap? At the end of the 1970s, it was like a shooting star, trampled, pitied and deeply loved.
He killed her with his own hands. Or not, it seemed to him as simple as going to eat a piece of pizza. He danced with the children outside the bakery at dusk. He knew she would come back. He opened the taxi door and kissed her little girl. He knew she would take him away with him.
The movie actually romanticizes Sid and Nancy, who are really just the most mundane victims of that era, and then unexpectedly affected a certain field and are still shouting to this day. Their love is probably the ultimate love, like the feeling of falling from the Eiffel Tower. Even if there is no tomorrow, they can laugh until their backs bend, and even if they are soaked with blood, they will spend the last night on each other's arms. It doesn't mean that love has to have a life-and-death ending to be considered profound, but at least, love is a pain, even if you hate it, you must love it, and love it fiercely.
I finally learned that Sid and Nancy were actually the prototypes of Benchenglian and Osaki Nana. He always wears that R lock, turns into a thousand winds along with his leather jacket, jeans and motorcycle boots, always by his lover's grave - this is his wish, because they have a death contract.
We always knew we were going to die in the same place, and we wanted to die in each other's arms...
On October 12, 1978, Nancy Spungen was found dead at the Charussie Hotel in New York at the age of 20.
On February 2, 1979, Sid Vicious was found dead in his Greenwich apartment at the age of 22.
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