As we discovered to our cost a few weeks ago, the only way to get through a screening of 3D Sex and Zen: Extreme Ecstasy is to be so drunk that you can’t feel your extremities. After having our ‘cultural sensitivity’ nodes rotted by decades of dreadful stereotypes, we’re just going to assume that the same rule applies to everything from what we’re still calling the Far East. That’s not racist, right?

Ah, Friday. After a long slog of a week you’re ready to sink into a bubble-filled bath, trim that bonsai tree, or give the local nudist colony a visit. Whatever you feel necessary to help you relax. Not this Friday. For it is THE TIME OF MEN. AND ALSO woMEN. Are you Conan enough for BFF’s most hardcore drinking game of all?

It’s Friday, the weather’s a bit duff and we properly love sharks – a Jaws drinking game was always on the cards, to be honest. So grab a spear, don’t scare the tourists and join us on the most ill-advised fishing trip of all time!

Ah it’s Friday, it’s sunny, so why not pop out in the garden with a massive beer cooler and stare up at the…wait a minute! What’s that? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No it’s Superman, flying down to enjoy a truly spiffing alcoholic ginger beer, or maybe a fruity pimms. Remind him not to F.U.I.

As the Harry Potter series draws to a close, it’s definitely time to celebrate the one positive aspect of your childhood finally being over: you can recap the last decade of Pottermania, and – unlike in 1997 – get really, really hammered whilst you do it. Did someone say ‘Ogden’s Old Firewhiskey’?

40 years have passed since Gene Wilder made possibly the best entrance in any film ever, limping out of those factory doors to stunned silence before roly-polying his way into cinematic history. So what if Roald Dahl didn’t like it? So what if Tim Burton’s version was more faithful to the original text? Willy Wonka & The Chocolate Factory is still an unrivalled masterpiece, and a glorious example of the musical genre. I’ll drink to that…

To celebrate the triumphant release of X-Men: First Class, we’ve decided to get extravagantly trolleyed and pretend we can manipulate magnetic fields. What? Don’t tell us you’ve never tied a fork to your wrist with thread and then pretended to fling it across the room using your mind! Or is that genuinely just us? Whoops…

Tis the end of the working week and time for a wee drink. How about getting obliterated whilst watching a cuddly little film about sharply toothen scaly quadrupeds? Oh right you did that last week. Well you didn’t do it playing with our rules! Take a gander at the completely random Friday drinking game for the Spielberg classic Jurassic Park.

You’ve made it through another long hard week. Your liver is just beginning to believe that it’s all going to be all right and that we learned our lesson last week. Little did it know… After a nostalgic root around the DVDs you come across a classic, one that all will remember. A beautiful old story – and what better way to enjoy a beautiful story than to watch it and drink until you’re blind. Crack open the whiskey and dive in!

To celebrate the brief few days between the release of Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides and its inevitable box office flop, we thought we’d channel the very muckiest of Captain Jack Sparrow’s rum-guzzling habits and settle you down for an evening of alcoholism on the high seas. Avast, where be that Babycham?