Top 10 Movies
Top 10 Movies
SO, some model we’ve never heard of is playing Wonder Woman in a film that neither needs nor deserves her and her kooky 50s assortment of tricks. We took to Twitter to gauge public opinion, and (as we suspected) everyone thought it was a dreadful idea.
December’s here, and it’s cold and miserable and nobody at Best For Film Towers can breathe without choking on phlegm. We’re not loving winter so far. Fortunately, Ella’s managed to smuggle a bit of good cheer into this ghastly gloomy afternoon – here’s how to get some of your own.
Twitter has lit up this morning with the news that Tom Daley, that lovely diver boy who now seems to do more TV than swimming, has outed himself as bisexual in a pleasant and unassuming little YouTube video. So, obviously, we’re getting a blog out of it. YOU KNOW HOW WE DO.
Two things, specifically, make the Romans attractive to filmmakers: Christians, and depraved emperors. As a result, they’re now are cemented in cinema as dastardly villains, mad emperors, sex crazed ladies, and gays. Probably incestuous gays. Or bestial gays. Or whatever the worst thing you can think of is. And quite rightly so, the Romans were bastards; that’s why I like them. So here, in no particular order (except number one, which is definitely number one) are my favourite Romans in film.
I am not afraid to say it, dear readers: I’m bored of Dickens. Not his stories, per se- she who is tired of A Christmas Carol is tired of life- but I’m bored of talking about Dickens, and Dickens’ troubled childhood in the bottle factory, and Dickens’ hilarious unsettling names for his children, and Dickens’ affairs. Frankly, dear readers, he’s just the least exciting affair-haver in Christendom. Old rich man boffs secretary. Readers appalled.
Katniss Everdeen is back in cinemas today with The Hunger Games: Catching Fire, in which she will once again rock out with a bow while namby pamby Josh Hutcherson makes croissants and cries for his mummy. But Katniss and Hawkeye and their arrow-slinging ilk are only the tip of the iceberg. Here we explore some forgotten heroes of the world of, errm, archering.
It’s International Men’s Day today, and (despite the fact that Best For Film’s writing team is about 70% female) we’re taking a stand. For TOO LONG, we’ve stood by while the feminist cabals that rule Hollywood have taken a noble art form – an art form invented by men, goddammit – and used it to peddle their misandrist agenda. Best For Film is speaking up for the forgotten sex. PENISES FOREVER!
HRH the Prince of Wales officially picks up his senior citizen’s bus pass today, and his landmark birthday got us thinking – not about architecture or the environment or how long his mum’s going to live, or whatever else he actually thinks about, but about princes. You can’t go wrong with a prince – all the cachet of being a royal and none of the pressure. Who’s your favourite?