Daniel Eagleton is a graduate of the Creative Writing Programme at Bath Spa University. Since completing his MA he has been writing a novel, so reviewing for Best For Film is a good way of getting him out of the flat, allowing him to once again walk among normal society. He will bore anyone within earshot about the magnificence of Audiard’s recent crime classic ‘A Prophet’. He lives in London. He used to live in New York.

As an English graduate, I’m a sucker for any decent literary adaptation. Otherwise, give me Zack Snyder. Despite a tendency to take a violent fancy to whichever hot new actor currently graces the Best Thing Since Sliced Bread lists (step forward Tom Hardy), Hugh Laurie will always be the real object of my adoration. Despite Stuart Little. And 101 Dalmatians. And Maybe Baby. Some things are unconditional.

That’s me, self-confessed alliteration addict, born ‘n raised in the ‘hood of South Africa. Got a psych degree, but instead spent the better part of three years educating blank-faced teenagers on the implied homosexuality in Shakespeare’s Merchant of Venice and the blasphemy of mediocrity. I then ditched my hometown, spent an eight-month stint in a French village that stirred impulses to burst into song about hills being alive (with the sound of music) and wound up in London, the pit of glorious iniquity.

Philosophy graduate. Enjoys robots, philosophical fiction, future dystopias or any combination of the above eg Bladerunner and… Bladerunner.

Described variously as a ‘turd’ by Ellie Goulding and ‘lovely stuff’ in, not his words, the words of Shakin’ Stevens. He famously ‘wasn’t that bothered’ by The Human Centipede, but did have nightmares about both The Cottage and Planet Terror during a Greek holiday when he ate too much feta. He has a fantastic and lengthy Transformers 2 rant that you probably need to hear, and actually quite likes Alien 3, even though you can’t tell who’s who.

I’m Richard. I enjoy walking down the street listening to music and pretending it’s a soundtrack to a film being made about me. I also pretend to be into really classic, impressive sounding films ( I’ve watched one Fellini film, don’t you know) when friends and family really know I am a small child trapped in a (young) man’s body and cry at the end of Toy Story 3. But it was beautiful, God Dammit, BEAUTIFUL.

Deirdre Savage is a small girl in a big city. Hailing from the lovely little town of Limerick in Ireland she enjoys reading, writing, film and everything else you’re meant to put on your C.V. Her more interesting hobbies include juggling fire and she recently took up the violin, much to her housemates’ despair. A graduate from the University of Limerick with a BA in New Media and English and no possible comprehension of what she’s meant to do with it she up and left her little island to come to the big smoke to try to write some stuff about films.

Kob Monney is a graduate of Film and English at the University of East Anglia. Since moving back home to live in London he’s been procrastinating, mainly by watching films, films and more films. He wants to write screenplays but he hasn’t figured out how awesome he wants the script to be. If he’s not watching films he’s probably reading about them; if he’s not doing that then he’s probably dreaming about them and if he’s not doing that… well, he’s probably writing about them on this site.

I’m an ex Psych grad (and lawyer). When not stalking Jake Gyllenhaal (“Oh yes, he will be mine, he WILL be mine”), stuffing my face with food (Reese’s peanut butter cups please) or praying for the next non-awful romcom, you’ll find me excessively using parentheses. I bet you can’t show me a time travel movie that isn’t fanbrilliastic. I love Studio Ghibli and Marion Cotillard. But ultimately, Weasley is my king.

Mark Eccleston is a bona fide film critic. He currently writes reviews for Glamour magazines, with additional broadcast work and articles for Sky News, 5 News, Radio 4 (Front Row), Radio 3 (Night Waves), Radio 5 (Kate Silverton Show) and The World Service (The Strand). He could go on, but is too humble to do so.