A: I'm not entirely sure that I'm in it to be honest. It's not as though when a film is slated the producer or director looks down the list of characters and says, “Yeah, that Leslie geezer would be great at that, let's get him in”, in fact I'd say the opposite is true. If I happen to get a mention everyone else will say, “Who?” Perceptions can be very different from the outside, but the truth is I've fluked 5 films through connections, and that's about it. I'm not even an afterthought. I keep myself to myself, don't put myself out there for castings and get on with my life. I love the work and I put everything I've got into it, to the point of endangering my health, but that seems an unfashionable approach these days. Basically I'm a nobody who fumbles through life and occasionally gets lucky.

          A: The Lone Man is about as close to the real me as it's possible to get. I am an ordinary bloke who wakes up in the morning and sighs. I find myself, by some weird trick of fate, in very interesting situations… time and again. But I am an interloper and a fake. And that's who the lone man is, an ordinary man in a truly extraordinary situation; an interloper and a fake who is struggling to work out who, where and what he is. He has to confront whatever he discovers, and with each new discovery his sanity is peeled away.

          A: There are many levels to this film, and hopefully viewers will be rewarded with a deeper understanding with repeated viewings, but ultimately it's about, well, a man, alone. I hesitate to say the last man on earth because there's no suggestion that that's what he is.

          The film is very dream-like, or more correctly, nightmare-like. His situation could be the product of a fevered imagination – he could just as easily be a computer programmer sitting at his desk surrounded by work colleagues, and what we're seeing is the inside of his head. There's no explanation, and that makes the journey all the more terrifying. The human mind is a truly ridiculous place.

          Ultimately I want the audience to make up their own mind, and I think the ride is interesting and enjoyable enough without having to think about it at all.

          A: Let's be honest here, if one makes a wish as a child to grow up to be a film actor, and that wish is granted, to complain about it, or to confess to finding it difficult is pathetic, and of the ego. Life is a crucible designed to sear off the residue of self-importance. I deserve every kick I receive – after all, I have been granted my wish; so naturally there is a price to pay.

          A: I prepared as best I could prior to shooting. I had lengthy discussions with the writer/director Andrew Barker, who had a very clear idea of what he wanted, and we shared opinions and thoughts on the central character.

          Andy put together a wonderful crew, headed up by Director of Photography Adam Krajczynski. As a result, every shooting day we exceeded expectations. We had no budget, and most of the crew worked for nothing in the most appalling weather and on a deathtrap location – both of which were perfect for the look & atmosphere of the film. Everything that was achieved was down to that small group of craftsmen and women on set every day, working as though they were demonically possessed or their lives depended on it. People can intuit when they're working on something special.

          A: Well, I had a premonition that I'd be in a werewolf film when I was very young, so I expect a good beating for having this dream come true. For this reason alone it didn't surprise me that it was a hit.

          A: I don't think I have anything more to say about The Descent that I haven't already. Regardless of whether I was in The Descent or not, I think it's an enduring masterpiece. I've always hankered to have a go at playing a screen monster – so naturally after this one I was hospitalized by a bouncer outside a nightclub – er, I passed on the sequel though.

          A: In time Doomsday will be regarded an eccentric classic.

          A: I'm helping out on Indywood Films first feature, Invasion of the Not Quite Dead. It's a crack-a-jack zombie romp by Antony Lane. The script is wonderful, very funny and extremely brutal. I read the first draft and thought, this has cult classic written all over it.

          Readers can get more information about how to get involved through Antony's Twitter page www.twitter.com/indywoodFILMS

          A: I wish I had the luxury of saying I pick films, but I simply don't. I try to let go and allow nature to take its course. So you could say that the films that I'm fortunate enough to be offered pick me. Such is the lot of the little man.

          We all have opinions about ourselves, we can think we're the bees knees, believe that we're in control of our fate or destiny and have free-will, but experience tells me that I don't. I am at the whim of life and it does with me what it will. Freedom from having to think about all that ambition claptrap is truly free-will; ambition is like running on the spot – an utter waste of energy. I work when I'm supposed to - whether I like it or not. If I'm not supposed to work, then nature will block my path at every turn.

          So yeah, I do as I'm told.

          A: I've had so many lucid, terrifying nightmares that I've gotten used to them. I relish them. When I have a nightmare and I wake up either screaming or in a cold sweat, I can't wait to get back to sleep to finish it off. I learn a lot from them.

          A: I watched Ketchum's ‘The Girl Next Door' last night. It was thrust in my hand and was literally told I had to see this film, but it struck me as little more than a mediocre TV movie.

          I loved Let the Right One In though – jeebus those Scandinavian's know how to make films.

          I prefer my horror to have elements of the supernatural, so slasher movies don't appeal – that's not horror, its crime drama with the emphasis on the killer innit??

          Wow, erm, films that your readers may not have seen that I enjoyed. Larry Cohen's The Stuff? Tibor Takacs' The Gate? Bob Balaban's Parents? James W Roberson's Superstition? Fred Dekker's Night of the Creeps? Crikey, we'll be here a long time… I grew up with horror.