With M. Night Shyamalan’s latest film After Earth about to hit UK cinemas, we at Best For Film ask “How does this guy keep getting work? I mean seriously?” Like all rhetorical questions, this one has no answer, or if it does, quiet you, we want to ramble on for an entire blog post first. Let’s take a look back at M. Night’s distinguished career to truly decide once and for all if anyone should give this guy a camera ever again. What a twist!
Psychoanalysis has been tormenting society with its uncomfortable conclusions about your mum for the last century. It has had a huge influence on film, giving filmmakers the opportunity to explore the dark dank recesses of the human psyche while still entertaining with vague references to “penis envy” and “momma’s boy”. We here at Best For Film have dedicated our lives to reducing entire film genres, movements and occasionally random objects (like glasses, or zoos) into easy-to-read lists, and as such we have launched a new blog series, starting with this one: Psychoanalysis in 10 Easy Films.
Following hard-on from the news of the Pope’s resignation from the see of St Peter, we at BFF Towers got to thinking about some other epic resignations that have found their way onto our screens over the years. Eclectically scouring the realms of both television and cinema, we’ve come up with a Top 10 that could fuel the firing of any popemobile. Enjoy.
Anything James Cameron can do, Brad can do better!
Who knew that sci-fi films were allowed to be set outside New York City? Every timeworn trope of the ‘alien invasion’ genre beloved of Cold War screenwriters has hurdled the Iron Curtain and descended on Moscow for The Darkest Hour, a virtually irredeemable mess of contrived clichés, crap CGI and Cyrillic cignage. And some things that don’t begin with C (as well as some others that do which we can’t mention here – looking at you, Bekmambetov).
Legally Blonde. Ghost. Footloose. They all have one thing in common; they’re all movies that have been turned into highly questionable musicals. And, with rumours of Fight Club hitting the West End in the not so distant future, BFF have decided to take action…
God, things are sexy, aren’t they? So many things that there are, and all of them sexy. Baths, cooking, pithy conversations in a descending elevator – all you need is Anne Hathaway, some improbably witty back and forth with a chiselled titaniMAN, and boom – fruitful flesh-grappling is in the air. Except, of course, that it never is. Not really.
What do you mean, you haven’t meticulously planned your summer around the amazing film events which are going on all over London? You’re not right, mate. Fortunately, we definitely have organised our getting-burnt-in-the-park sessions so they work around the special screenings we just can’t miss – and if you’re nice, you can peek in our diary.