It's true, to say the least, that Edgar Wright's third instalment of the renowned 'Cornetto' trilogy packs a
real punch. Differing from the satirical horror of 'Shaun of the Dead' and the mock action-thriller that is 'Hot Fuzz', 'The World's End' is a witty and humorous payment of sci-fi hilarity and male mid-life discontentment.
Similarly to the last two films, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost adopt the roles of the increasingly unsure protagonists: middle-aged and immature, they stagger through the scene of lack-lustre suburbia attempting to complete the celestial 'Golden Mile'... well, at least that is the goal of one character. Pegg plays 'Gary King'. Now living alone in his 40's, he represents the epitome of a man whom clearly peaked as a teenager. With his dyed black hair; cheap jewellery designed to pay homage to whichever heavy metal band was around in the early 80's and dodgy long, Belstaff coat; he appears to still live, behave and speak as his once 'cool' teenage self.
real punch. Differing from the satirical horror of 'Shaun of the Dead' and the mock action-thriller that is 'Hot Fuzz', 'The World's End' is a witty and humorous payment of sci-fi hilarity and male mid-life discontentment.
Similarly to the last two films, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost adopt the roles of the increasingly unsure protagonists: middle-aged and immature, they stagger through the scene of lack-lustre suburbia attempting to complete the celestial 'Golden Mile'... well, at least that is the goal of one character. Pegg plays 'Gary King'. Now living alone in his 40's, he represents the epitome of a man whom clearly peaked as a teenager. With his dyed black hair; cheap jewellery designed to pay homage to whichever heavy metal band was around in the early 80's and dodgy long, Belstaff coat; he appears to still live, behave and speak as his once 'cool' teenage self.
The story follows as expected: after reuniting his, somewhat reluctant, teenage posse of Nick Frost, Martin Freeman, Eddie Marsan and Paddy Considine (all now wonderfully middle-class and successful, obviously) the 5 attempt to complete a mile of pints in their old home town- which they previously failed to complete in a drunken stupor aged 18. However- set as a possible nod to bureaucratic identicality of the modern high-street- everything appears to be somewhat... robotic? Each pub is a carbon copy of another, each sporting the same mundane selection of cheap larger and a barmen who fails to recognise his 5, previously most valued, customers. Suspicious to everyone but Gary, who continues to down his drinks with youthful vitality, they continue on their quest to inebriated glory until a blue-blooded brawl in a bathroom seals their fate.
The film is cleaver, enjoyable and funny; as it skilfully provides a plausible explanation to the ever impending apocalypse. Complete with robot chavs, dynamically awakening 'modern art' and an omniscient alien leader (voiced by Bill Nighy), this movie possesses enough to live up to the acclaim of its satirically mocking forefathers. I give it 4 stars.
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