Let’s Drink to ‘The World’s End’
With my 21st birthday approaching in February and the end of three-fourths of my college years looming in May, I feel a crisis coming on that I might actually have to grow up and make adult decisions… Nah, that’s not gonna happen just yet, because denial is still an option/my best friend. This week I saw another movie to add to my arsenal of self-denial, “The World’s End” starring dynamic duo Simon Pegg and Nick Frost. Remember the two man-children from the funny “Hot Fuzz” and the hysterical zombie comedy “Shaun of the Dead”? Well, the two goof balls are back and just as funny as ever!
“The World’s End” follows a group of high school buddies who haven’t seen each other in years. The group reunites with one goal: to complete the golden mile — 12 pubs, at least 12 beers and shots all in one glorious night. Sounds awesome, but of course a minor problem pops up part way through the pub crawl. You know, the usual end-of-the-world type stuff. Hilarity ensues as the group of old friends have to fight their way to the finish line. Although Pegg and Frost have aged and blue-blooded robots are the substitute for zombies, “The World’s End” was hysterical and a hoot to watch.
“The World’s End” got me thinking not only about life after college, but about drinking. My “mature” friends who have already turned 21 have celebrated in a variety of ways. One friend, no stranger to alcohol, decided he would take 21 shots on his 21st birthday. You can guess what happened: drunk before noon, no recollection of taking a broom outside in an attempt to “sweep and clean” the trees. While the trees never looked better, that doesn’t sound appealing to me. On the other end of the spectrum, another friend who had never tasted alcohol went out to lunch with her mom for her 21st birthday and had ONE margarita (with only half the tequila). I think I’ll search for a middle ground. Maybe model myself after my movie role models in “The World’s End” who spend their time going bar to bar in a drunken haze… As far as I can tell, nothing can go wrong and it’ll just be a great (drunken) adventure, right?
Although closure to Pegg’s cult trilogy, “The World’s End” not only made me laugh out loud, but confirmed that I want the freedom to do what I want when I want. Once I turn 21, is there anything I can’t do? Well, probably, but for now I’ll just focus on the party. The way I see it, my best course of action in the way of celebrating is similar to “The World’s End” — Go out to the bars with a group of my closest friends, have a few drinks and SAVE THE WORLD.