We might have to make this the last ever OWLs, just because the thought of writing the same blog one hundred times makes us feel so boring we’re in danger of self-destructing. So, goodbye from everyone at Best Fo… oh, who are we kidding? We’ll be back next week telling you to take a pillow if you’re going to see Lincoln, but for now settle back and prepare to be told your new opinions!
Week 2 of the revived Face/Off, and in our quest to smear everyone likely to lift an Oscar next month we’re going after Steven ‘literally the world’s most popular director’ Spielberg and his endless production line of successful, enjoyable, inoffensive cinema. You bastard, Steve. Sod your New Year’s Resolution to think only kind thoughts, it’s time to FACE/OFF!
Look, it’s a BFF infographic! The lovely folks at BikeBandit have given us this insight into the biggest, baddest, and most homoerotically leather-clad men ever to grasp a great big engine between their thighs and tear up the freeway, or down the highway, or similar. Vroom!
Can you hear the people sing, singing a song of miserable men? We’re not too miserable this week, but we are juicy – juicy with orange juice! And lemon juice! And this doesn’t really make sense, does it? No matter, there’s a load of new films out and you can see them for half price if you have a friend! Oh, do you not? Sorry.
Over 60 million people have watched the stage show of Les Mis, so with its release on the silver screen and 8 Oscar nominations, a lot of people are going to be wanting to celebrate. We’ve helped you out by compiling a drinking game fit to leave you feeling slaughtered at the barricades. Proceed with caution, and drink until you’re so pissed that when Jean Valjean says “Who am I?” you snort, throw up on yourself and hit him.
It’s happening right now! Our haphazardly maintained Oscars liveblog is bringing you all the news on this year’s nominations, as it happens. Just refresh for the latest info… and if you don’t like the results then remember that Shame got no nominations last year and Transformers: Dark of the Moon got 3. It’s all nonsense, but it’s exciting nonsense.
A new year, a new team of BFF word-wranglers and all we can think to do with them is write the same blog we’ve written literally ninety-six times before. Can’t work out how to kill time for the next two days until Les Mis comes out? We’re here for you.
This is it – the end of the single most laborious series of blogs we have ever bloody produced. Dying to find out who made the grade for our Top 12 cinematic drummers? They’re all here, and whoever you’re thinking of is definitely among them (turns out nobody really likes drummers). Merry Christmas, and see you same time next year!
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.
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