There's no zealot like a convert, so the saying goes, and if you believe it the word "atheist" might set you to minor fits, suffering from visions of being buttonholed by a very very serious young man in glasses reading you the riot act about how your god is dead. Have no fear: The organized atheists of today are not your father's atheists--ok, maybe they are--but they're nothing like pimple-faced vegans roaming burger joints in search of their next convert.
Before they were big 'ol Hollywood stars, actors Simon Pegg, Nick Frost and director Edgar Wright were the best of buds. Fittingly, their newest film and the finale to the "Three Flavours Cornetto" trilogy, The World's End (the 'mint chocolate' of the trilogy, if you're asking) is another clever, British paean to friendship, fraternity, and the love of a good pint.
Grandfatherly Anwar Congo, a former smalltime hood bearing a strange resemblance to Nelson Mandela and a penchant for colorful suits, doesn't appear the sort of man who would ruthlessly slaughter hundreds, but then, who does?
Pacific Rim, Guillermo del Toro's 190-million-dollar love letter to Kaiju (monster battle epics), may appear to the unobservant to have come out of left field, but anyone paying attention knows that cheesy Japanese robot-sploitation raised multiple generations of kids in the US–from Saturday morning staple Ultraman to the Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, and all the spinoffs in between.
Essential SF knowledge in your inbox
Sign up for our email newsletters to keep up on events, restaurants and SF haps.