Before I start showering Edgar Wright and Simon Pegg’s new film with praise, I should qualify that I am not a particularly big fan of either Shaun Of The Dead or Hot Fuzz and have always considered Spaced their collective high point. Having seen The World’s End, I am quickly reconsidering that opinion as not only have they produced the funniest film of the year so far, they may have even surpassed their cult Channel 4 sitcom.
The film begins with a short preface set in 1990, showing five teenagers attempting to complete a legendary pub crawl of 12 pints in 12 pubs around the fictional town of Newton Haven. The scene quickly cuts to the present day and Pegg’s Gary King, during a group counselling session, is given the idea to finally complete the pub crawl. Soundtracked by a host of 90s indie bands, the plot is very clearly aiming to inspire nostalgia in a certain demographic. As part of that demographic, I may be very susceptible, but I bought into it completely.