I sometimes speak too loud when you’re around me. I tend to avoid your eye when we first talk. Friends call me arrogant and self-centred, with a slant towards the immoral. But hear this: you’d want me on your side in a battle of the wits, and I’m about as loyal as that dog you…

Corissa is a twenty-something INFP logophile with a soft spot for all things Teutonic, who takes great pleasure in writing dreadful poetry and makes no excuses for the abysmal rhymes. Characterised by a bellowing laugh, wildly inappropriate sense of humour, alarming cack-handedness and an all-round lack of finesse. London dweller, insomniac, wearer of ridiculous fringes…

Cornelia is a Visual Cultures student at a university renowned for its pretension, gender neutral toilets and not much else. When Cornelia is not busy frequenting art galleries, the theatre, the cinema and other things that classify as either “Visual”, “Culture” or both, she can be found reading, swimming, or desperately trying to lose the…

A dirty Aussie come to reap sweet British oats, I’m usually the one getting mocked for my criminal’s accent and penchant for lager. When not proving that horrible stereotypes are based on much more horrible fact, I enjoy nothing more than a romantic evening with a duvet, a six pack and Bruce Willis blowing people up.

Jon Cooper writes on entertainment, TV, film and video games on various sites across the web. He is the self-styled Superfly Supergeek, with an addiction to any mode of entertainment that involves zombies getting shotgunned.

Max Feldman, being inexperienced in such matters, finds it disconcerting to write about himself in the third person. He has a BA in Philosophy, Religion, and Ethics from Heythrop College (University of London), and is currently studying for an MA in Cultural and Critical Theory at Birkbeck College (University of London). It is unclear whether his education legitimates his having opinions, let alone his having the temerity to write them down.

Hi film fans! My name is Rosie and I’m a London ‘newby’ who is obsessed by all things film, fashion and theatre. When not at my desk writing, you will find me sipping wine (white not red!), reading in the park or cooing over my new kitten, May

I’m a hip young gunslinger…Well I’m young…and I have hips. Big hips.
I love to force my opinion on everyone, particularly on those that don’t want it, and usually in the most annoying way possible – preferably involving wearing a sandwich board and waving a bell. But I’m lovely. Honest.

Wannabe Shoreditch urbanite with a catalogue of ridiculous jobs on my CV, including dancing alone to James Brown in a bar with only a clipboard to reassure concerned onlookers, not to mention the Sunday afternoon spent dressed as an American cheerleader waving pom-poms at passers by whilst shouting “Happy Independence Day!” in a distinctly British accent. Can also sometimes be found simply strolling around London in search of good food and free live music…