An interesting examination of a generation's addiction to nostalgia
Has it really been nine years since "Shaun Of The Dead"?
In some ways, it feels like that just happened, but when I consider how much ground Edgar Wright, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost have covered in those nine years, it's sort of amazing. After all, when "Shaun" went into production, they were best known for a small cult English television show, and they were working completely independently, off the radar. That film's release was a gamble for Focus/Rogue, at least in part because of just how very English the humor is, and it paid off for them. "Hot Fuzz" in 2007 was equally local in its sensibility, and it also showed that Pegg and Frost weren't interested in just playing the same characters in different situations.
One of the hardest things about the position that Wright finds himself in now is the simple difference between surprising people with a small movie and then delivering on a decade's worth of expectations, and I suspect that no matter what, "The World's End" will frustrate some viewers. It's not a movie designed to simply punch the pleasure button and comfort fans by repeating what they've done before. In fact, it may be a direct refutation of that idea, by design, and in some ways, it feels like it's going to be a bitter pill for some people to swallow.