Very very predictable, including the post credit scene !!!

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

Strong acting helps the film overcome an uncertain premise and create characters that hold our attention absolutely.

A clunky actioner with a handful of cool moments.

Julien Temple's film about the rise and fall of the Sex Pistols. The title comes from a Daily Mirror headline. It has interviews with the principals but he only shows them in silhouette. It paints an image of the times by using old TV shows. There is plenty of old footage of the band. It is vivid in expressing the guys' view of the times. I'm not a fanatic of the band and cannot vouch for the accuracy. I don't think that matters because it's their telling of their own story. I do have a problem with the silhouetting. It distances their present day self from their story. Temple is trying something artistic but it's unnecessary. Overall, this is a good documentary for fans of the band or anybody interested in this era.

The Sex Pistols were a band who combined a mixture of internal fury and energy with pantomime showmanship; but this combination generated such a reaction that it became a phenomenon that the group were no longer in control. Their manager (the recently deceased Malcolm McLaren, who gets no voice in this documentary) - allegedly - ran off with all the money (or was too incompetent to make it in the first place), the group self-destructed and so literally did bassist Sid Vicious, who possibly stabbed his girlfriend before dying of a heroin overdose himself. Julien Temple's film isn't bad at conveying what it must have been like to be a member of the band, although it doesn't explore why punk was so resonant - was it just a marketing trick (as McLaren proudly thought it was, much to lead singer Johnny Rotten's disgust) or did it really strike a cord in a profoundly disillusioned youth? There are no answers here, the documentary is really just a platform for Rotten and I don't understand why the interviews with him were all shot in the dark. But it's still interesting to remember a time when a few young men could induce moral panic through a little faux-yobbery. The truth is that with 30 years of distance, even the Sex Pistols seem quaint.

A documentary about the rise and fall of the most notorious punk rock band of all time; The Sex Pistols.When I was a kid I was hypnotised by Johnny Rotten / John Lydon, and to some extent I still am. He looked and sounded so different from anybody else, particular the musicians who were on TV a lot, like Abba and David Cassidy. He was scary, unique, funny, and behind his penetrating stare there was an almost ruthless, questioning intelligence. I never bought for a second what the authorities said about how The Sex Pistols would create a corrupt society. I thought a corrupt society had created The Sex Pistols, and I thought their music - and the music of the many bands they influenced - was brilliant. This thought-provoking documentary is a companion piece to Temple's 1980 cult classic The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle. But whereas that was the brainchild of their egocentric impresario manager Malcolm McLaren, this is their story in the band's own words. It deals with the social upheavals of seventies Britain which gave rise to them, and then does an excellent job of charting their progress from alternative music club heroes to national pariahs to chart topping music icons, to disillusioned and ripped-off losers, without pulling any punches. Typical Sex Pistols day; internal band punch up in limo, sign prestigious contract in front of Buckingham Palace, get wasted and trash record company offices, record a number one hit single (God Save The Queen, which was subsequently banned) and get fired by your new label. If anyone has the right to call themselves anarchists, it's them. Some of the footage in this film comes from Swindle and other familiar sources, but there is also lots of new stuff, particularly some intimate pieces with Vicious, which make his pathetic, tragic fate all the more sobering. It's also packed full of tub-thumpingly great music and performances from a terrific band who compressed so much energy into their short-lived career. A must for all punk fans and for anybody interested in one of the most influential musical movements of all time. The title comes from a tabloid newspaper headline the day after their infamous Bill Grundy TV interview. For more detailed insights into Lydon and the heady years of the late seventies, read his excellent book No Irish, No Blacks, No Dogs.

I've seen my share of rock documentaries, but this one levels them all. This is a film for anyone who's ever seen "The Great Rock 'N' Roll Swindle" and said "Oh, for f***sake! Could we get some f***ing TRUTH in here?!" Julien Temple apparently felt the weight of guilt upon his shoulders after aiding and abetting Malcolm McLaren in his insipid attempt to take credit, not only for every single thing the Sex Pistols ever did, but for the creation of punk rock (which goes all the way back to the end of the '60s, if you wanna get technical...so get stuffed, Malcolm).Here, Temple interviews the band in silhouette and throws at us a barrage of great clips from the hundreds of hours that he shot during the making of "Swindle"...included are several bits that were featured in the aforementioned film, but they're given a different spin, which actually has a ring of truth about it...as well as a great deal that we've never seen before, no doubt because that footage undermines the whole concept of the first film...namely: "I am Malcolm McLaren...the Sex Pistols were nothing...it was all me...worship me now."It's quite refreshing to hear Steve Jones (the only member of the band who ever really liked McLaren to begin with) musing as to how "everyone in the world knows Malcolm's full of s***." That's right...we do. And especially enjoyable were the band's recollections of how McLaren was panicking after the infamous Bill Grundy incident. Funny, when you watch "Swindle," it seems like it was all his idea...just like everything else. Oh, Malcolm...can your own life be so meaningless that you feel the need to take credit for everyone else's actions? Nevermind...that's rhetorical.What this film gives us that its predecessor lacked (aside from the absence of staged McLaren ego-trip material) is a historically accurate account of the band's existence, from its inception to its inevitable self-destruction.Not to mention that it actually contains genuine human emotion...something which "Swindle" lacked altogether. Especially touching are John's recollections of Sid Vicious's death...and how it was turned into more money in McLaren's pockets. "You can't get more evil than that, can you?" This was someone that John cared for like a brother, and his absence still hurts, even 20 years later.Overall, this film delivers the goods in every conceivable way. It is not only the ONLY worthwhile documentary about the Sex Pistols...it's also the best rock & roll documentary I have ever seen. Anyone with an interest in the musical evolution of the 20th century should miss this film at their own expense.