This is The Guardian.

Today, a culture roundtable, reviewing the very best of 2025.

I don't know if you're an obsessive listmaker who ranks all the things they watch,

hear, consume, feel in the cultural ether, or whether you can't even remember what the last thing you saw was.

Either way, you might appreciate the Guardian's Guide to the very best music, film and TV put out in 2025.

The critics have come together. Spreadsheets have been compiled.

Democracy has prevailed.

Here were their favourite lines from reviews. Our music editor, Ben Beaumont Thomas. The rest of the album steadfastly fails to make the listener vibrate at a different

level. It's all about as psychedelic as a baked potato. On film, Guardian film editor, Catherine

Shored. He sounds like Hannibal Lecter, having smoked a hundred weight of weed,

doing the rise of impression of an unctuous French head waiter he intends to eat.

And TV critic and culture writer Hannah J. Davies.

If you thought that the toxic frenemy vibe between the White Lotus's blonde BFFs

was lacking, say, 500% more shrieking,

multiple HR complaints, comedy-flavoured barbs,

and a drug-fuel night out in Vegas,

this is the show for you.

What are they quoting?

Answers to come at the end.

In the meantime, here's something to argue about, something to agree on,

or maybe just something to binge through the festive season.

From The Guardian, I'm Noshinikvall.

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