Hmm.

Nobody wants to see an alien dithering, Superman.

Persepolis meets Johnny Depp? Please NO.

They actually pay someone to write this stuff.

FINALLY! It may be only day 7 of our Christmas countdown, but we’re diving into the sherry because it’s the last of the bloody bird-related ones. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be funny about twenty-three sort-of birds over the course of a week? No wonder we’ve ended up writing about such tenuous nonsense. Still, take heart – Christmas is just a few days away and there will be maids for you tomorrow. Until then, Christmas swans ’til death!

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.

The déjà vu is strong with this one.

To celebrate the release of groundbreaking nonsense Battleship, we’ve sailed the high seas of cinema in search of the silver screen’s best ever boats. Which is your favourite? The Pequod? La Amistad? The Potemkin? Yeah, none of them are in it.

Our souls feel like that frog thing that Jar Jar Binks accidentally fires at Sebulba.

Today marks the release of the third – the actual third – film in the Chipmunks series (whywhywhywhywhywhywhoisresponsibleforthis). Alvin and the Chipmunks: Chip-Wrecked (we don’t see what you did there. Can someone explain the joke?) follows the Chipmunks and their girlfriends (?) the Chipettes as they go on a cruise (why?). They fall overboard and get shipwrecked (ohhhh we get it now! This film needs to die). In honour of this film’s arrival, we bring you this week’s drinking game. So hollow out a coconut, fill it with Malibu, pop in a DVD and settle down with your favourite anthropomorphised ball.