The Sound of Music. Pretty good ratio of investment to return!

Almost everything, these days, for one reason or another.

Prospero's Books. Dreadful and unintentional bringing to life of the first act of the Emperor's New Clothes. And Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence, to have a big fight with the cinema manager for my and everyone else in the theatre's money back, because it was being projected so badly. Really badly - the perforations were running through the sound gate and all you could hear was a buzzing and the sound in the background somewhere. I got about 50 people sets of complementary tickets. Good times.

Ridley Scott, for Blade Runner and Alien and Gladiator... he's quite good isn't he?

Too many to list. Acting is tough. Why do they do it? I wouldn't want to.

Ah, so we love directors, but we respect writers? Thanks for setting that in stone, shootingpeople. Sorkin and Peter Morgan, and the Pixar guys? They're pretty respectable.

I have so many discs, I could build a boat with them.

God is Not Great, by Christopher Hitchens, and The Uncommon Reader by Alan Bennett

Humble pie, my words and my hat.

I got burgled one time and realised that defining yourself through things you own is not a smart move. When someone takes them all away, you're still you.

Suggested questionnaire question: What is quality?