Next week we’ll be officially into Advent OWLs and all our oranges will have to be studded with cloves and full of candles and stuff (seriously, what is up with Christingle?), so you’d better seize this final opportunity to enjoy a blog about the week’s releases which isn’t saturated with Christmas nonsense. OH WAIT NATIVITY 2 IS OUT ALREADY. Balls.

We’re exactly halfway through Walken Week here at Best For Film Towers and we reckon it’s about time for us to look back at some of his greatest moments in front of the camera. From the sad, to the bad to the exquisitely deranged, we’re celebrating the wonder that is Walken. Obviously, all the best Walken moments are just him sitting at home with the wife, shouting at the TV or eating soup or complaining about how the neighbours keep burning leaves and all the smoke is coming into his study while he’s trying to work out how to sign out of Hotmail. Those are definitely the best Walken moments around and we’ll probably never be privy to them. Oh well, we’ll just have to comfort ourselves with this list. *Sigh*.

With the Justice League set to battle against The Avengers 2 in 2015, there has been much speculation about what form the new Batman will take. As we all know by now, Joseph Gordon Levitt is the most likely candidate, considering the end of The Dark Knight Rises, but that’s soooo obvious. Disregarding the hearsay on our boyo Joseph Gordon Levitt, we at BFF Towers have opted for outright guesswork, based on a solid foundation of lunacy. Here are our choices for the new Batman!

It’s Walken Week here at Best For Film and, to celebrate his upcoming role in Seven Psychopaths, we’re saturating the internet with Christopher Walken news, reviews and booze (look forward to the Friday Drinking Game!) Undeniably brilliant, consistently mesmerising and with an inexplicable intonation, join us as we walk with Walken.

This Friday sees the welcome return of one of London’s most esoteric and intriguing short film festivals, with the Swedenborg Society hosting its third competition. Taking place at the Grade II listed Swedenborg House, the annual evening of short films sees a reliably experimental mix centered around themes of interest common to the Society’s figurehead and inspiration, Emanuel Swedenborg.

With the news that Fox has cancelled the 3D post-conversion of the16 year old Independence Day, we’re celebrating by imitating Randy Quaid. The alcoholic part, not the kamikaze pilot part. Saying that, after this epic drinking game we’ll be down for anything. With a multitude of awful lines, a plethora of pregnant pauses and Data from Star Trek: The Next Generation being molested by a tentacle monster, Independence Day is an awesomely terrible movie that deserves your tribute. Doesn’t anybody have any vodka left!?

Today, the news broke that Susan Boyle – aka SuBo, the nation’s SWEETHEART – has signed away the rights to her life. Meaning, in other words, that next year some dreadful people with clipboards and cameras and booms are going to start filming a proper movie that’s all about her. Obviously, the question that is now on everyone’s lips is who on earth is going to portray the hirsute songstress? Luckily for you, here at Best For Film we’ve taken the time to wade through our “GR8 ACTORS” file and pull out some top names that could be in the running. Take note, filmmakers, this top ten list of potential SuBos is red hot.

As the year slows down and the sun is slowly beaten back by the forces of darkness, Best For Film is forced to rejuvenate its ranks week on week in a desperate attempt to keep the flame of reason burning in EC2. Who will arrive this week to reinforce us with cinematic quips and Luke Goss anecdotes? It’s a secret (not really, it’s Florrie)…

This week we’re celebrating a man whose mere presence in a film adds an extra star to the rating, as written in BFF’s many by-laws. Starring alongside Toni Collette in this week’s Mental, Liev Schreiber proves himself as reliable as ever, being the best thing about a film that isn’t likely to inspire many ‘the best thing about that…’ conversations. He can do no wrong even when all around him brings new definition to the word. It’s a rare effect to have on films, and we wait with bated breath for the day he finally appears in something genuinely brilliant. For now, cast an eye back and remember why Scream 3 was any good.

Cults! Can’t live with ’em, can’t run away from ’em without being burnt alive as a human sacrifice to the pleasure gods. Over the years, cults – with all their hifalutin child eating and wicker brandishing – have inspired many a filmmaker to get their crazy deeds up on the big screen. And, as seen most recently in Paul Thomas Anderson’s The Master, they’re still hot stuff. So, in honour of the release of PTA’s film, but mainly because BY THE BEARD OF THE HARVEST GOD we love a good sacrificial killing, BFF presents you with the Top Ten Cults in Film. Warning: contains boobs and fire, obviously.