If You're A Serious Actor,

[maigret Sets A Trap] Was Always Going To Be The First Film, And It Seemed To Be Quite A Nice Story. But Of Course It Meant That Here I Was Playing This New Character For The First Time, In A Place Where He Had Been A Relative Failure, As All These People Had Been Murdered And The Pressure Was On. Rather Than Starting Optimistically With His Pipe In Front Of The Fireplace, He Was In Quite A Difficult Place.

In Tv, And In Particular In Commercials, You Don't Really Need To Explain Very Much At All - You Just Say He's A Spy And He's A Little Bit Theatrical And Overblown And Smug And He's Not Very Good At His Job.

I Have A Problem With Porsches. They're Wonderful Cars, But I Know I Could Never Live With One. Somehow, The Typical Porsche People-and I Wish Them No Ill-are Not, I Feel, My Kind Of People. I Don't Go Around Saying That Porsches Are A Pile Of Dung, But I Do Know That Psychologically I Couldn't Handle Owning One.

People Think Because I Can Make Them Laugh On The Stage, I'll Be Able To Make Them Laugh In Person. That Isn't The Case At All. I Am Essentially A Rather Quiet, Dull Person Who Just Happens To Be A Performer.

Funny Things Tend Not To Happen To Me. I Am Not A Natural Comic. I Need To Think About Things A Lot Before I Can Be Even Remotely Amusing.