Good films are our favourite kind of films, and it’s pretty hard to make a good film out of a rubbish script. As a result, most good films have pretty good scripts. But sometimes, even in the very best films, there are lines so arse-shatteringly dreadful that they cause nearby birds to explode. Here’s some of those.

Hong Kong Film Week comes to the Prince Charles Theatre this September, and we have the inside scoop. Gear yourself up for karate vigilantes, smoker romances and an adorable eight year old with a fishbowl on his head.

God, things are sexy, aren’t they? So many things that there are, and all of them sexy. Baths, cooking, pithy conversations in a descending elevator – all you need is Anne Hathaway, some improbably witty back and forth with a chiselled titaniMAN, and boom – fruitful flesh-grappling is in the air. Except, of course, that it never is. Not really.

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?

So indecisive you can’t choose what mug to use for your frothy morning energiser? Well hopefully this list will help you narrow down those options. But for films, not mugs. Hmm…although there might be a gap in the market for Best for Mugs.

Ah, Lady Gaga. God, I love her. It doesn’t matter where I go or whom I write for, she somehow manages to do something mad and become the ultimate hot topic for EVERYBODY. After showcasing her male alter ego, Joe Calderone, at the VMAs, it got us thinking about the topic of gender and we came to the conclusion that people’s response should be something along the lines of “gender, shmender!”. Possibly in a more eloquent fashion. To celebrate this, we’ve decided to look at our 10 favourite cross-dressing movies (basically proving that I’ll take any excuse to ogle Tim Curry in fishnets…)

August is officially over (though unofficially it’s been over since 1999), and so there’s no point even trying to pretend you’re off doing something summery tonight. Or ever again. Why not succumb to the inevitable and take solace in a dark room full of strangers eh? Heck, with two for one tickets, you could even get a friendly tramp to join you.

The recent release of Super 8, in which [SPOILER] Joe Lamb and his little girlfriend Alice form a psychic connection with a magnetic extra-terrestrial, got me thinking about the film industry’s love of bizarre inter-species pairings. So here are some unexpectedly harmonious affinities, and some that should have banished multi-species experimentation to the top shelf.

Eat up your learning kids, it’s ever so good for you and you’ll get a biscuit after. This week we’re talking a little about writer, director and producer Nancy Meyers – once the most successful female director of all time and cheesecake entrepreneur. Confused? READ ON.

Earlier this month, a blogger exploded in random fury demanding that Ellen Page come out of the closet. Frankly, we had no idea she was in one. But we decided to take a look at the evidence anyway, because it’s better than doing real work.