First film I remember seeing at cinema?
A re-run of Pinocchio in a strange double bill with some dimly remembered Western.
Best place to see a movie?
On the big screen, in a popcorn-free cinema.
Funniest film?
Bringing Up Baby. Cary Grant as a mild-mannered palaeontologist and Katharine Hepburn as a madcap heiress, plus a pet leopard and a missing dinosaur bone add up to comic bliss.
Scariest film?
Don’t Look Now – the moment when that figure in the red duffle coat turns around to face Donald Sutherland sent an electric shock of fear surging through me the first time I saw the film.
Weepiest film?
Tears of despair? Take your pick from the oeuvre of Adam Sandler…
If my life could resemble any film, it would be…?
His Girl Friday… only the repartee here isn’t quite so rat-a-tat fast and the desks are too small to hide a wanted criminal in.
Favourite item of clothing?
My tennis shoes.
Secret talent?
Good at making salad dressing
But surprisingly bad at?
Tying knots
Favourite film genre?
The classic screwball comedies of 1930s and 40s Hollywood.
And I’m least likely to watch…?
Saw, Hostel or any other ultra-violent torture-porn horror film by a member of the so-called Splat Pack.
In my biopic, I want to be played by…?
George Clooney, Johnny Depp and Daniel Day Lewis would be fighting for the role… no?
Film I wish they’d make…?
One with the wit of Billy Wilder, the suspense of Hitchcock and the human insight of Eric Rohmer.
My favourite film quote is…
The peerless final line of Some Like It Hot: ‘Nobody’s perfect.’
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