I'm single again and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm loving it at the moment. This is what I've been missing.

The English countryside is the most staggeringly beautiful place. I can't spend as much time there as I like, but I like everything about it. I like fishing, I like clay- pigeon shooting.

My principal job is to make interesting and entertaining films, and I'm not proud of which format or which particular technique I use. I just wanted the film to look good.

Other than the fact that I like a country house, I can't think of anything I'd want to spend my money on.

I live on a bicycle...I live in central London, probably 90 percent of my travel is done on a bicycle. I love bicycles.

After Lock, Stock, all these really nasty small town characters came knocking at my door trying to tell me stories, and somehow I ended up with this guy whose brother was feeding people to pigs, and that's what he did to get rid of people.

We can all be conned but at what point do we realize that we're being conned and to what point do we allow ourselves to be conned?