I must admit a clerical error caused a bit of a snafu on this one. After attending an advanced critics screening here in Pittsburgh for "The World's End" I erroneously jotted down the film opening date as July 26. Unfortunately, the movie opens this Friday, August 23, so, my official OUTTAKES review has been wallowing for a month on this Examiner page. Still, this movie is the best comedy of the year to date, and I don't want it to be buried due to my calendar misconstruction. So, just in time for the film's true release, I have embedded my review of "The World's End" from the online version of my hit television show, OUTTAKES.
There is no better comedy duo working in films today than Simon Pegg and Nick Frost. Their film’s combine British dry humor (or should that be humour?), with just enough slapstick to produce comedies reminiscent of Hollywood’s Golden Era. These are films that endure far beyond opening weekend, and retain their comedic elements for years and decades after release. “The World’s End” is no exception. It provides laughs from beginning to end in a mind blowing topsy-turvy story so far over the top it makes Jack Nicholson appear laconic.
For the first twenty minutes or so, I thought “The World’s End” was going to be a sappy lifestyle comedy with British accents. That is until the bathroom scene. Then all hell breaks loose and “The World’s End” spins off in a direction more absurd than “Sharknado”.
KEY SCENES TO LOOK FOR:
THE BATHROOM SCENE
THE BAR STOOL FIGHT SCENE
THE MARMALADE SANDWICH
It’s good to have enduring, intellectual, solid comedies back on the Silver Screen; and no matter how many more dumb-ass slacker flicks they throw at us, “We’ll always have the disabilities.” Here’s looking at you, kid.
THE RATING FOR THE WORLD’S END = A