Too much of everything

The best films of this genre always show a path and provide a takeaway for being a better person.

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

Very good movie overall, highly recommended. Most of the negative reviews don't have any merit and are all pollitically based. Give this movie a chance at least, and it might give you a different perspective.

English author, biographer and documentary filmmaker Alan G Parker's debut documentary feature, is inspired by a letter he received from an English mother named Anne J Beverly and twenty-two years of investigation. It premiered in the United States, was shot on locations in England and America and is a UK production which was produced by producers Ben Timlett and Christine Alderson. It tells the story about a son from Lewisham, London, England and a daughter from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA who spent a fatal night at a hotel called the Chelsea Hotel in New York City, U.S. in early October 1978. Precisely and engagingly directed by English filmmaker Alan G Parker, this finely paced documentary which is narrated by UK radio program director Tony Hertz and from multiple viewpoints, draws a multifaceted, involving and somewhat subjective portrayal of an unsolved late 20th century American murder case which was closed after the death of the prime suspect in 1979, and of a young man and woman who became far more useful to the world than the word Punk would imply considering, without moralizing, those who profited from their passing. Through interviews with Punk rockers, friends of Sid, friends of Nancy, a filmmaker, a photographer, former members of the Sex Pistols (1975-1978), Sex Pistols' manager, a biographer and people who either knew of or had met Sid and Nancy, this narrative-driven and interview-driven story from the late 2000s about anarchism and a gravitating requiem for living up to an unattainable myth which is a re-examining and investigative attempt to prove the innocence of a prolific member of an historical late 1970s Punk rock band which was formed in London, England during a time when more than a million people were unemployed, former politician Margaret Thatcher (1925-2013) became leader of the Tory Party and the Sex Discrimination Act 1975 was initiated, comes up with a plausible theory regarding what actually happened thirty-six years ago at hotel room 100 where a woman in her early twenties died from a knife wound in her abdomen and her boyfriend was arrested by the New York Police Department. This biographical, historic, cautionary and humanly humorous remembrance of a disenchanting temporary romance between a punk rocker, performer, friend and fatherless only child and a groupie, sister and friend who nearly died after her birth which stands as an underlined warning and which densely examines the history of Punk and the personalities of Sid Vicious (1957-1979) and Nancy Spungen (1958-1978) through the stories of some of the people who witnessed their lives, is impelled and reinforced by its cogent narrative structure, subtle continuity, bilateral stories and use of music, animation and archival footage. An informative, straightforward and vindicating documentary feature.

This is not as much of a who-did-it as it is a profile of Sid and Nancy. If you take it as that, its very good. I've seen several films that detail their lives, but this one is the best. Clocking at about 100 minutes, this film has an excellent soundtrack that will take you back to the time of Sid Vicious and the Sex Pistols.After viewing this documentary, you may not know who killed Nancy but you will feel this need to take a shower after being exposed to a lot of seedy people who knew Sid and Nancy at the time of their deaths.If you are interested in Punk Rock or just looking to pass a couple hours, you'll be pleased with "Who Killed Nancy?"

On October 12th 1978, Nancy Spungen was found dead, slumped against the bathroom wall of room 100 in the Chelsea Hotel, New York City. Nancy was the girlfriend of Sex Pistols base guitarist, Sid Vicious. Barely coherent from drug abuse and other excess', and with a history of violence and unruly behaviour, Vicious was quickly charged with the killing and then promptly died of a drug overdose before it went to trial........Case closed, police happy, but many knew that there was far more to tell.......Director of this piece is one Alan G Parker, a self confessed punk rock fan and a man who has made something of a living out of writing about punk and Sid Vicious in particular. Alan is the same age as myself, someone who was in the first year of senior school when punk rock exploded on to the British public, and just like me, it impacted to the point that we still wear our punk ethos like a badge of belief more than honour. Does that make him biased for finally presenting facts about the events surrounding Nancy's death? Does it make me foolish or in biased league with him for trumpeting this picture? All I can personally say is that many many punks from back in the day have always been baffled as to why no in-depth investigation was forthcoming after Vicious left the mortal coil and thus closed the Nancy Spungen case. Here, finally you are presented with evidence and interviews that will at least give you the chance to make an informed decision. Rest assured, tho, that I'm fully aware that Sid may well still have done it, but presented with the facts, both medically, and incredibly by unreleased police evidence, it appears unlikely......but that's just me of course!If many outside of the punk rock circles actually care is another thing? But if you are reading this then one would like to think you have an interest in the subject at the very least. Already the first reviews on IMDb point to the film being amateurish, hello! Do you know what the punk mantra is? No sane person who knows their onions with British punk rock could claim Vicious was a hero, we all know he was limited in ability, prone to cruelty, and by and large a cretinous {acting} persona. He however holds a place in many people's hearts as the guy who defined a look, with the iconography being hard {impossible} to ignore. Whilst the fact that with his, and Nancy's death, actually signalling the end of real punk rock as many of us knew it, any story involving him is obviously of special interest to the discerning British punk rocker.It's just nice to see a film prepared to show what a dope he was whilst simultaneously giving credence to us punky cover up conspiracy theorists? And then some.The film plays out more as a story of Sid and Nancy with out the gloss of a Hollywood production, in fact the subject of who actually did kill Nancy is merely a strand in an all encompassing story. Do not be fooled into thinking this is an hour and half of detective work, because it's not. We are taken thru a time line that fleshes the bones of these punk rock skeletons. Those in search of a Sex Pistols soundtrack should also be advised that it's not here, we do however get a fabulous and rich soundtrack by the likes of The Buzzcocks talented guitar man Steve Diggle, and honestly it's worth a listen.It's no Filth and The Fury, and it's far removed from the arty veneer provided by Alex Cox's wonderful, but ill portrayed, Sid and Nancy (1986). But Who Killed Nancy? is not only an essential watch for old punkers like me, but also for those who like to have a peek at the other side of the coin once it has been tossed. 9/10

Fairly amateurish documentary not just about who killed Nancy Spungen, but who killed Simon John Richie aka Sid Vicious. Did Sid kill himself with an accidental, yet inevitable OD, or was he given a "Hot Shot". Perhaps it was his Bohemian mother Ann Richie who gave her son too much drugs and later committed suicide out of guilt. ...and what about Nancy ? upper middle class Jewish girl turned obnoxious groupie, nobody liked her... was she killed by any one of six people who's fingerprints were left around the room in the dark and foreboding Chelsea Hotel on 23rd Street in NYC. Sid was unconscious on the bed drugged once again into never-never land, the knife wiped clean. Did the mysterious homosexual drug dealer known as Michael kill her for the money thought missing from the room, proceeds from concerts and royalties from Sid's rendition of "My Way" all paid in cash, or finally did Nancy just do herself in because everyone knew she had a death wish and had cut herself before. Lots of questions and no answers.The players here have brains that are, well to put kindly beyond repair. Years of drug abuse have left them lethargic and incapable of even standing up on their own without leaning on something. As they scratch their heads and reach deep inside their foggy memories you almost wonder if you will hear one say "Sid's dead ?". I couldn't help but think that the film maker was interviewing zombies. One bloke tells the story of how Sid made a noose and hung a cat in his flat "I guess I regret that...He hung the cat and it was jumping about and it urinated and defecated all over his shoes. I guess I regret not stopping him. We put it in a plastic bag and took it down to the trash.", I mean could you have taken any more drugs then you have pal ?Some of the healthier survivors have some pretty good observations about what was going on during those early days of Punk both in New York City and London, but too much of it is lost in horrendous film making and poor editing. If you have the time, and you can see it for free and if you care about Sid and Nancy or even the Heartbreakers you should probably take a chance and see this film. I, myself, don't really give a crap about Sid and Nancy, it's thirty years on now and he has become more of an icon than a reality. I guess since I saw it for free I felt I should see it through to the bitter end. I did walk away, however, with a little more empathy for Sid though...he was doomed from the start.