This just keeps getting better and better. Unlike the career prospects of Banquo’s son.

Is this a penis that I see before me, the helmet towards my hand?

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.