It’s not easy to sum up life-defining moments in words. However, for five young trouble-making friends, that moment could be summed up in three: The Golden Mile. In their youth, Gary (Simon Pegg), Andrew (Nick Frost), Oliver (Martin Freeman), Steven (Paddy Considine), and Peter (Eddie Marsan) attempted an epic pub crawl encompassing twelve bars and requiring of the consumption of twelve pints of beer. Not only did they come up short in this exercise in sensational debauchery, but the attempt caused a rift within the quintet that continued to widen in the subsequent decades. Now, the group’s most developmentally-arrested member Gary, is seeking to reunite the boys for a second go at it. Unfortunately, their hometown has since changed…dramatically. Anticipation can be a double-edged sword. On the one hand, filmmakers certainly want audiences to harbor anticipation for their latest projects; entire marketing teams are in fact assembled precisely to cultivate that anticipation. However, there is a point of critical mass wherein anticipation begins to foster expectations within audiences. These expectations can sometimes serve as major critical detriments; the movie we want versus the movie we think we want, et cetera. A large contingent of those movie-goers paying their two bits for a ticket for Edgar Wright‘s The World’s End are coming with an ample amount of anticipation, and yet one of the best things about the movie is that is defies all expectations predicated upon its predecessors.