I am a gay man who loves James Bond films and snooker - all kinds of working-class pursuits.

I don't care what other people think any more about me writing my own parts.

I love going to galleries, particularly the National Portrait Gallery.

I had a girlfriend before I ever had a boyfriend, but it was just a phase.

I grew up with low self-esteem. I didn't think I was very pretty. I had glasses, red hair and was generally quite a spod.

The first film I can remember seeing on TV was 'The Brides of Dracula.' I was instantly hooked.

The question I ask myself is: have I really just become a squeamish middle-aged man, or has something happened to the horror genre that shows a growing appetite for watching torture, or at least a desire to explore it on film? And if so, why would that be? I can't pretend I know. I just know I don't like it.