I’ve a fairly busy screening week in front of me — White House Down, Stuck In Love, The Way Way Back, a possible second viewing of Fruitvale Station, a possible peek at Pacific Rim — but a voice is telling me I should see This Is The End, even though everything I can sense and smell tells me to wait for Netflix, if that. This Seth Rogen-Evan Goldberg film seems to have caught on to some degree ($57 million) with the under-30s and has perhaps even touched something in the general zeitgeist. Or am I giving it too much credit? This passage from the New Yorker review by Anthony Lane caught my eye.
