Sex, Drugs and then Rock and Roll dude, was just following the code.

I knew nothing of Ian Dury going in to Sex & Drugs & Rock & Roll, short of the fact that he claimed to have hailed from my home town of Upminster, despite being a lie.

Exiting the cinema I think I was as nonplussed if not more.
Despite a cracking series of performances from the likes of Andy Serkis, Naomie Harris, Toby Jones and Bill Milner, the biopic neither gets into much of the man's life from beginning to end, nor into the music enough, the latter I am thankful for, because it was, judging by the film, neither interesting nor tonal. Then again, I was informed that Notorious misjudged BIG's talents by making him out like a complete cunt as well, so, perhaps the film missed Mr. Dury's good aspects in the face of soapdish Eastenders stuff mixed with Mighty Boosh visuals.
I'll never know.

However, the film's biggest problems are that the songs are poorly intertwined, having nothing to do with the film, just for the 'fans', it's ridiculous, and doesn't help the film's second biggest fault, the pacing. Meandering through series of events in the man's life, mostly mundane as hell, the film never really gets fast to anything interesting, and for the most part spends too long jumping to Serkis playing Dury giving some sort of on stage presentation of his life, similar to last year's awful Bronson, and the life of a Polio stricken child's disability, a child afflicted should surely be cause for some sort of interesting sequence or some emotional resonance no? Nope.

The film decides to be passive in everything, moments just occur, we never give a flying monkeys because the film clearly has no time to care, instead just wants to look at moments that happened, and we know they happened because they are simply too boring to make up. An atrocious piece of work whose only saviour is the plethora of British actors involved doing more than quality work.
5/10