How much ass is Kathryn Bigelow going to get when this film is released? AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!

Best For Film’s Favourite Flicks returns with a festive offering from our newest recruit. Will Imogen’s paean in defence of The Muppet Christmas Carol thaw your heart, drape your soul with tinsel and generally baste all your tingly private areas in cranberry sauce, or are you determined to stay as dour as Scrooge and insist that, even at Christmas, 8½ is the best comedy ever? Bah! Humbug!

It’s Day Two of our Christmas countdown, and after the improbable success of yesterday’s paean to Ross Partridge we’re combing the length and breadth of Hollywood to find our top two turtle doves. That probably sounds quite easy, particularly if you have a proper job, but actually we don’t know what the fuck a turtle dove is. Is it a bird? Is it a reptile? Is it some sort of brilliant cross-over, living in a sewer? Actually, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle Doves would be completely brilliant – if you want us we’ll be working on a pitch.

MORE VILLAINS.

Enough parts for a billion.

Peter Jackson will be suffering from exhaustion any day now

The Haunting Not In Connecticut

Apocalypse = canceled.

An unbreakable skeleton, 7 blades and not a whisper of a shirt. Bring it on.

Even as Christmas spirit swells in our hearts, the hallowed halls of Best For Film are tinged with sadness at the imminent prospect of another mass exodus. Yes, our sturdy intern team is very close to leaving us forever (until they pop in next week), and all the imminent Hobbity adventures in the world won’t make up for it. Do your worst, cinema, we’re already shattered.