Overproduced and under-inspired, The End is a big budget skate film with a whole lot of cash and a serious deficiency of imagination and respect for the viewer and public property. This piece of crap is little more than an overblown skate punk home movie with all the spills edited out and some aimless expensive sequences edited in.
Effortless and graceful, filled to the brim with his trademark melancholy. When “Red Rain” or the classic “In Your Eyes” hit your ears, all the hairs on your body stand up. The crashing crescendos, the impeccable playing of his backing band (including his very talented daughter, Melanie, on backup vocals), and the tasteful use of electronic flourishes render sights and sounds that we the fans have known all along.