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If in Soho almost half a century ago some unscrupulous had thought to predict that Disney would end up premiering a series about the rise and fall of the Sex Pistols, surely

Sid Vicious

would have shot him from the stage, as in the clip of

My Way

, or at least it would have received a shower of spit from The Bromley Contingent, the clique of fans that followed the band created by

Malcom McLaren

throughout the three intense years that his invention lasted.

It is true that spitting was not frowned upon among punks, since they threw it at their idols.

It's been raining buckets ever since, and Mickey Mouse's house has become the world's all-absorbing entertainment giant, whether it's for kids or not, at least since it launched its Star line a year and a half ago.

It became clear with

Pam & Tommy

, his first original series

for adults

, based on nothing less than that scandalous sex tape starring the Baywatch and the rocker.

Pistol

confirms that strategy with new

sexual stunts, violence, drugs, and worse, swearing

.

The moment in which the Sex Pistols release the word that begins with

M is priceless

on The Bill Grundy Show.

Television history.

The title of the series is in the singular because it is based on the memoirs of the lonely

Steve Jones

,

Lonely Boy: Stories of a Sex Pistol

(Dome Books), written in four hands with the journalist

Ben Thompson

, although the series itself is concerned with presenting the guitarist as a hillbilly teenager unable to read past a headline.

He effortlessly brings to life the still little-known

Toby Wallace

.

That

Pistol

takes his point of view is still totally legitimate, since he led the first line-up of the band, despite

Johnny Rotten

, who declared to the

New Musical Express

that fiction

means "the death of everything that ever was." we defend

. "

The one who later became the singer of PIL was about to prevent the Sex Pistols' songs from being played in the series, although he ended up crashing in court.

And yet, in the face of entertainment with music (it's non-stop: punk, glam,

new wave

, reggae), behind the scenes there is a combination that has been confirmed as a winner:

Craig Pearce ,

Baz Luhrmann

's faithful screenwriter

(from its beginnings to the fabulous

Elvis

) as creator of the series;

and as director of the six episodes, a

Danny Boyle

who, in a way, goes back to the good old days of

Trainspotting

, which was a bit like taking the pulse of punk, but in the mid-90s and in Edinburgh.

Pistol

could be a stimulating

Trainspotting

for the new century, although less amphetamine-inducing (no matter how many pills of all colors circulate) and more euphoric: the delicious photography by

Anthony Dod Mantle

(Oscar winner for

Slumdog Millionaire

) precipitates the viewer into a world framed in an almost square format, between Polaroid and Instagram, which combines wonderfully well with an avalanche of archive images, interspersed with fiction, as in a refined version of the films that

Julien Temple

shot live about the Pistols when he was just a film student with a borrowed camera.

The characters, especially the most well-known faces such as Rotten or Vicious, overcome their role as caricatures of reality as best they can, and it is almost amusing to imagine the most protesting singer contemplating himself transmuted into a kind of Klaus Kinski youthful, with wild eyes and a disjointed jaw.

Actor

Anson Boon

doesn't do too badly, Rotten also looked like a cartoon from a nightmare.

In the cast of praise, however, women win, from a glamorized Chrissie Hynde (Sydney Chandler) to the so-called Jordan, played by Maisie Williams (the Arya Stark of

Game of Thrones

), to whom the second chapter is dedicated.

The episode opens with Pamela Rooke, Jordan by friends,

riding the suburban train to her job

at Sex, the McLaren store and Vivienne Westwood they kept as their headquarters on the King's Road,

decked out in a sheer trench coat and little to nothing underneath.

, in addition to eye shadow in mask mode and hair stiffer than Marge Simpson sweeping the roof of a car: «Sometimes I got on the train with nothing more than stockings with garters and a latex top, nothing more.

Some travelers went absolutely nuts, but they were thrilled," the mother of the punk aesthetic told Jon Savage in

England's Dreaming

.

He passed away last year at the age of 66.

A heartfelt

tribute

that doesn't come to revolutionize anything, but that reminds us that Great Britain woke up from its lethargy thanks to punk, at least musically.

The Sex Pistols broke with the virtuosity of symphonic rock and introduced noise.

If the system took the blows of punk anarchy like it was nothing, at least anyone could get on stage and express their rage.

The future, meanwhile, still does not exist.

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