Beneath my gnarled exterior I’ve got the heart of a gibbering teenage girl. That’s why I like hot chocolate, Tinie Tempah and doodling suggestive pictures of JLS on the back of my hand. As such I’m slightly ashamed to admit that I enjoyed the following films, despite my better judgement.

Resident Evil: Afterlife

As number four in the franchise you’d have thought the rotting legs would have fallen out from under this 3D Resident Evil movie before it even shambled out of the gate, but the derivative plot was saved by a focus on endless action from start to finish. There’s no logic behind why I liked this film, I just did.

Step Up 3D

Although the Brits had a go with Street Dance 3D, it was hip-shaking melodrama from the US that made better use of the medium and ratcheted up the insane, cringe-worthy plotting another notch. Never have a felt prouder to say that I was B-FABB (Born from a Boom Box).

Skyline

Alien invasion movie made on the cheap, Skyline shows its rough edges from time to time and the script sucks, but I liked it, even though it ultimately acts as a showreel for the special effects abilities of its directors.

Twilight: Eclipse

That’s right, I’m putting Twilight in this list. I was pretty critical in my original review but the unintentionally funny scene in the tent where sexual tensions almost come to a head is one of the most memorable of the year. Four coy looks out of five.

Hot Tub Time Machine

Soppy jock comedies were in no short supply but while Due Date failed to live up to its unreasonable hype this little flick kept me amused despite its crudeness and pointless use of Chevy Chase.

Solomon Kane

Brain-dead medieval action that brought swords, sorcery and dodgy English accents back to the big screen. It’s rubbish, but revels in its silliness.

Iron Man 2

A rare film which was better than its slap-dash predecessor, I once more fell into an action-induced reverie.

The Crazies

Lank-armed drawler Timothy Olyphant stars in this low budget pseudo-zombie movie remake. Inventive scares, prolonged tension and an unobtrusive script made this an acceptable film to be taken with liberal amounts of over-priced popcorn.

Get him to the Greek

Effete sexual organ infantiliser Russell Brand and nervous chubster Jonah Hill took a spin-off premise that sounded like box office arsenic and turned it into one of the better Apatow-backed comedies in recent years. Introspection and consistently good gags combine with a run time that doesn’t outstay its welcome.

Whip It

Ellen Page on skates. That’s all you need to know.