So, this is how it ends – if not the world, then at least Edgar Wright, Simon Pegg and Nick Frost’s crowd pleasing ‘Three Flavours Cornetto’ trilogy. Directed by Wright, co-written by him and Pegg, and starring Pegg alongside Frost, what began nine years ago with zombie-fuelled comedy Shaun of the Dead and continued with…

What’s the matter, guys? Never taken a shortcut before?

A whole two months earlier than expected!

A zombie dance routine? How quaint.

Blood and Ice Cream all ’round!

Ice Age 4 hurtles from one boring and entirely unoriginal scenario to another, justifying its glaring historical and chronological inaccuracies, hopeless characters, tedious plot and joyless slapstick by covering them in frozen precipitation. It’s just a rehash of previous Ice Age themes and scenes from other, better films, but told by prehistoric animals that existed millions of years apart. Sure it’s for kids, but a cinema full of children could only muster the occasional half-hearted chuckle and even the sound of Sid regurgitating something into his paw couldn’t mask the sound of artistic integrity quietly dying.

Ian McShAAAARGH

FINALLY!

While this isn’t the first adaptation of Hergé’s comic book creation to grace the big screen, it is the first time that Tintin has appeared since 1972 and the first time he ‘s been presented to such a general audience. With Steven Spielberg on top form, and a story which picks liberally from three of the series’ most popular books, the result is quite simply one of the best blistering blue blockbusters of the year.