The countdown to Super 8 is still ticking, and once again we’ve created a composite monster from some of the oddest cinematic creatures we can find. Think you’re up to guessing what they are? We don’t, to be honest, but if you can prove us wrong we’ll give you a cuddle or something. Mush!

Super 8 draws ever nearer, and to celebrate the murky mysteries that lurk within it we’re composing some monsters of our own. Can you guess the three cinematic components to this week’s Mash-Up? Can you also figure out what’s going on with the perspective (hint: don’t try.) We’re giving away a MYSTERY (all about the mystery) cult horror box set to one lucky know-it-all, so GET TO WORK. Mysteriously, if you can.

To celebrate the fact that Super 8 is only two months from busting out of its train carriage and pulling some freaky sheeyut, we’re amending the much-loved Monday Mash-Up to speculate on what JJ Abrams’ new monster might look like. See if you can guess this week’s two cinematic inspirations, and suggest your own for our next effort!

I know that look – that heady combination of disdain, boredom and just a little lust. You think you’ve got us sussed, don’t you? You think you know exactly what to expect from the mash-up. You think it’s all going to plan. Well, CHEESE! This Monday just got real. Brace your mother-tugging self…

For the last few weeks the Monday Mash-Up has lain dormant, like a horse with chronic pleurisy and a bad hoof – throughout the land there has resounded a wailing and gnashing of teeth as the children of Israel (amongst others) found themselves bereft of idiotic Photoshop distractions at the start of the working week. Well, NO MORE! We’re back, baby, and we’ve got enough copypasta for everyone.

It’s the 14th Monday since we started our quest to mash up absolutely everyone in the world with a conveniently rhyming name. Bet you didn’t expect us to last this long, did you? Neither did we, so for God’s sake have a look and validate all the wasted hours we’ve spent putting people on top of other people for no reason whatsoever.

It’s fair to say that we’ve made our position on Nicolas Cage a matter of public record – the man is increasingly an embarrassment to his craft (not to mention his uncle), churning out film after shitty film with reckless abandon. And now, to add insult to injury, he’s invaded the Mash-Up! We’re not having this. DEFEND YOUR SCHOOL!

This week the Monday Mash-Up’s got a li’l bit fruity on y’all. It might be the suddenly sultry weather or the biscuits we had after lunch, or it could just be that Alice‘s rabid lust is beginning to leak from her very pores and turn Best For Film Towers into some giant slavering orgy of a website. Anyway, have a peek.

We’re a bit worried. Tradition tells us that today is Monday and it’s therefore time for a mash-up, but we’re concerned that days which Rebecca Black does not explicitly mention in her postmodern epic Friday may no longer exist. We, too, didn’t want this weekend to end IN CASE IT PROMPTED AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS! Fun. Fun. Fun.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if someone made a film about a handful of heroic Germans standing up to the might of the Nazi war machine, and then a giant duck came in and raped one of them? It’s time for the mash-up.