Robert is a freelance writer specialising in film and technology. Since completing his Film Studies MA at King’s College London in 2011, he has been writing for several websites and blogs including WhatCulture, The Independent blogs and now Best For Film. On the side, he’s an aspiring screenwriter, but isn’t getting carried away with lofty visions of Hollywood stardom just yet.

David Martin is a 29 year old film critic, screenwriter and web journalist who works and lives in London. Examples of his work can be found polluting various websites including Nerditorial, Sick Chirpse and London Festival Fringe. His writing has been hailed as, amongst other things, “competent” and “legible”. He has a lot of opinions if you’d care to listen.

Magda Knight has forgotten more about owls than you could ever hope to learn. When she isn’t weaving her dark magic all over Best For Film she enjoys pretentious coffee, careless whispers, gardening and learning to play the violin (not all at once), and can frequently be found charging round forests with a big rubber sword. If she had to be a character from Trolls 2 she’d be the exploding corn on the cob, which probably tells you all you need to know about her.

Roxane has come a long way since she was a small Asian boy who went on wacky adventures with an incredibly handsome archaeologist who for some disturbing reason carried a whip everywhere and kept going into rooms with strange ladies and they would make funny sounds and she’d cover her ears and cry… a long way.

My movie namesake describes me thus: “She’s the devil incarnate. She’s Christine. Body by Plymouth, soul by Satan.”
When I am not busy mowing people over in the guise of a ’58 Plymouth Fury possessed by hell, you are likely to find me being stalked by operatic phantoms and demon goats. Oh, and when I was eleven I ran a website dedicated exclusively to cats (not of the musical kind). That last part is actually true.

Andrew is an old man who lives in his bedroom with his laptop it is his friend. Andrew likes films. He has liked films for such a long time he almost did not notice that most of the time they are not very good. But then a few years ago he did notice, but he still watches the films anyway and in his reviews he is generally nice about them but secretly he has not liked the films. If you have made a film do not show it to Andrew as he will not like your film.

BFF’s resident Literary Correspondent. Lazy doyenne of Netflix Nightmares; sous-chef of BFF Presents…; story-teller, nosey-parker, likes food.

HELLO. I’m K-Sket (never Katie) and when I’m not nursing a knitted brow on the Tube reading something far beyond my admittedly mediocre intellect I like Christopher Hitchens, anything Angela Bassett is in and polo (the sort on a horse, not the wet variety with men in trunks, unfortunately), and believe gin can solve any problem. I don’t like Liquorice Allsorts or anything by Wiz Khalifa and my loftiest dream is to reach whatever level of power it is where I can have an assistant named Tarquin.

I’m Hannah. I spent the last few years being a media lackey before waking up one morning and crying out “enough of this madness!” Since that momentous moment I have been pondering script ideas and watching too many bad movies (Chernobyl Diaries anyone? The Princess Diaries 2?) When I’m not ranting at anyone who will listen about my opinions on films, dust and life in general, I spend most of my time pretending that I am Rachel Weisz in The Mummy. Why can’t archaeology actually be that much fun?!

I have an almost entirely pointless degree in Biological Anthropology, which means I can’t get a real job, but I can identify and classify all the primates – Rafiki is not a baboon for example, he’s a Mandrillus sphinx. Last Christmas I built a four foot tower of Ferrero Rocher and, having fulfilled that lifetime ambition, now spend my time planning a theatrical adaptation of the ‘critically ill-fated and financially disastrous’ film Grease 2.