Some waning magic, some vanishing courage, some dumb beauty. This cinema sensation will not be recognized with awards. But be there no doubt about it, The World's End is the most important movie of the year.
The Irish comedian, actor and writer delivers a set so white-hot that a woman in the second row is convulsed with laughter and breathing dangerously, her wheezes registering somewhere between a natural disaster and a fatality.
They say kids say the darndest things. But my belief is that it's 75-year-old parents who have just discovered a new movie who really blurt out classic nuggets of truth (hell, just look at Shit My Dad Says).