The film is about Gary King (Pegg), self-entitled 'the king', who reunites his childhood friends to attempt the 12 pint pub crawl they failed in 1990. During this time they find themselves fighting off an alien invasion, as you do. It's a plot that's very enjoyable as long as you don't think about it too much.
Before the film I was apprehensive about whether the plot would work. After all, watching 40 year old men attempting to binge drink sounds, quite frankly, sad. But it worked. The contrast between Gary King, who never left the nineties, and his group of professional, (semi) mature friends was realistic, funny and sometimes heart warming. In between the non-PC jokes that is.
The production quality was great with a noticeably higher budget than Shaun of the Dead and Hot Fuzz. The audience were treated to realistic explosions and even the quality of the fake blood seems to have improved since the days of zombies in the back garden.
If success was measured in laughter then The World's End would be a big hit. Snappy one liners and running jokes had the audience in stitches, not to mention arming me with a whole range of memorable quotes ("stop starbucking everything!"). I'm conflicted about how to rate it though because while the script is hilarious and it's notoriously difficult to make a good sequel, never mind a trilogy, the ending is a real let down. It seemed to be thrown together with no real thought as to whether it flows with the overall plot. It's a real shame, but I'm still going to rate it 4 stars. A trilogy is no mean feat. Pegg, Frost and Wright have not let us down.