The Eighties; a decade where everyone dressed like a highlighter, Michael Jackson was still black (not to mention alive) and time travel required a souped-up DeLorean. Unsurprisingly, Hot Tub Time Machine doesn’t miss a single opportunity to poke nostalgic fun at all of the above when taking a trip back to the disco decade. Surprisingly, though, it’s actually pretty funny about it. Like Old School and The Hangover before it, Hot Tub Time Machine is the kind of adult comedy that proudly flaunts its irreverence and stupidity and somehow comes out all the more endearing because of it.

All that hard work Christopher Nolan put into making the superhero genre serious again with Batman Begins and The Dark Knight is given a swift boot from behind in Kick-Ass. This ballsy genre hybrid from director Matthew Vaughn (Stardust, Layer Cake) does for comic book adaptations what last year’s Zombieland did for horror: it pays homage to the genre by fondly lampooning it, not critiquing it (ala Watchmen), similarly going overboard on the violence and profanity. It’s destined to explode at the box office, probably going down in the history books as a culture-defining movie, as it’s exactly the kind of thing the Facebook and Youtube generation of today will Re-Tweet by the masses.