Somewhere between The Dark Knight and Inception Christopher Nolan became the people’s auteur. Walking the tightrope between critical dismissal and commercial unviability with near-impeccable balance, he’s mastered the art of..
It’s the fifth of November, which means two things: someone on your Twitter will be being precious about how Bonfire Night celebrates the state-sanctioned murder of dissidents, you’ll think about watching V for Vendetta but forget, and your dog is going to have a nervous breakdown. But religious freedom, dogs and those Anonymous masks are all shit, so why not read about people getting set on fire instead? It’s seasonal, and getting set on fire is way cooler than being honey-trapped by Natalie Portman in a tutu. Here’s our top 10 flaming film characters.
A long time ago, when Best For Film Towers was as busy as it was happy, we had a blog series called Best For Film’s Favourite Flicks. It wasn’t regular, or concise, or tightly argued – Best For Film was never any of those things – but it was individual, it was witty and it showed off our brilliant writers to perfection. It’s still my favourite column onsite, because it offers the most insight into the motley crew of interns, freelancers, chancers and MA dropouts who have written for the site over the past four years.
Featuring our favourite dotted line since that ellipsis in Trainspotting.