Two young Brits have their first go at sex while listening to the new Sex Pistols single.

(from Speaking With The Angel)

The best part is when the two kids are silently trying to decipher the album art. It’s full of befuddling symbols they like but which they can’t quite figure out. I think about punk music more than I listen to it.
I’ve never read Patrick Marber before. IMDB’s got him as the screenwriter behind Closer, which looked like your boilerplate artsy adultery movie. Ain’t fair of me to say, but I’ve seen enough of those under the Ritz umbrella to have developed an unreasonable intolerance. Marber was up for a Golden Globe for Closer. Here‘s that IMDB entry.
This page, for some sort of gambling site for some reason, says this about him: “Patrick Marber is 36 and currently lives happily in London with his actress girlfriend and his West Highland Terrier.” I find that sentence preposterous in ways I am unable to express. Here’s a go at it: ‘Actress girlfriend’ would only be a cool description if it were a dig. Like: ‘She’s faking it.’ I know Marber didn’t write it.

“Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard,” Paul Simon