Papa Neish (thinks ten hours is too long to spend on a MegaBus. WUSS):
Being a kid was great, wasn’t it? I don’t know about you, but my childhood was oranges incarnate. A large part of that was down to one man – Steven Spielberg – who seemed to cater almost directly to my schoolboy needs: monsters and spaceships. Turns out little’s changed since the good old days, J. J. Abrams has come on the scene with his Spielbergian sensibilities and I’m like a rabbit caught in one of his trademark lens flares. Super 8 is the film I’ve been waiting for, the director’s pièce de résistance, a slice of quality family entertainment that doesn’t cater to Vicky Pollard and her contact list. You know, like Zookeeper.

Orange Choice: Super 8
Ultimate Lemon: Zookeeper

John (has just plugged in his spare liver):
Yesterday I was going to go to a lovely screening of The Devil’s Double before RIOTS HAPPENED and I went home to cry. Now that the RIOTS are over (or at least moving north) I’m going to fix this as soon as possible, because Dominic Cooper is a beautiful bronze god and I’ll love him even if he murders everyone in Baghdad. Something I don’t love, however, is the fact that football continues to happen despite my clear dislike for it. If the football could stop soon, that’d be super. Thanks. And whilst we wait, must we suffer bloody films about it? Referees will not do.

Orange Choice: The Devil’s Double
Ultimate Lemon: The Referees

Duncan (is close to toppling Best For Film with his devestating manliness):
I’ve already utterly failed to see Super 8 today, so do me a solid and go see it for me. Coming at the tail end of what has been an absolute dog of a summer, it looks bloody great and the torture of not seeing it is making me a little stabby. Don’t go and see the bloody Smurf film. Save your money.. for the impending sequel, coming in 2013! Or, if you’re feeling pragmatic, use the money to buy yourself a ticket to somewhere very, very far away from me. Capiche?

Orange Choice: Super 8
Ultimate Lemon: The Smurfs

Tash (did an excellent paedophile impression this morning):
Considering any film is generally heightened by the inclusion of Dominic Cooper, who EVEN KNOWS what’s going to happen to the film industry now they’ve discovered it’s possible to have him in one TWICE. The Devil’s Double is loud, fast, funny, deeply disturbing and features not one but two brillo performances by that lad from The History Boys – there’s just no reason not to see it. Unless you actually want to learn something, that is. In which case, I’d recommend you go see The Smurfs –a wonderful lesson in the elasticity of the English language. Who knew the word “smurf” could be a noun, a verb, and adjective, an adverb and the reason for my psychological demise all at the same time?

Orange Choice: The Devil’s Double
Ultimate Lemon: The Smurfs

SLD (fought a rioter. And WON):
In theses troubling times I look to cinema for visual and aural comfort. Even though it is named after yours truly and my secret love of locked doors, I’ll be lemoning Sarah’s Key. Nothing against Kristin Scott Thomas or the serious subject matter, but Holocaust stories are just too depressing. Forget the almost unpronounceable Rise of the Planet of the Apes, the only prequel I’ll be watching is that made by goggle-eyed, coiffed sci-fi auteur JJ Abrams. I demand that all the oranges stolen from Tesco (too soon?) should be thrown, nay, juiced at Super 8. Not only is this pure escapism, it’s an homage to the greatest filmmaker alive today. Plus it’s obviously the heart-wrenching story of the birth of Cloverfield’s mummy (that last bit might not be true).

Orange Choice: Super 8
Ultimate Lemon: Sarah’s Key