If someone doesn't respond to a phone call, I think they've died.
I like technology, but 'Black Mirror' is more what the consequences are, and it doesn't tend to be about technology itself: it tends to be how we use or misuse it. We've not really thought through the consequences of it.
If the Walkman had, by default, silently contacted your friends and told them what you were listening to, not only would no one have bought a Walkman in the first place, its designers would have been viewed with the utmost suspicion.
My career path is like crazy paving - it goes all over the place.
I don't know how, at an age when you're trying to put your identity together, how you cope with the pressure of a performance space, which is what social media is.
Online, you're trying to appeal to everyone and people who you don't know at the same time. So I think, as a side effect, it amplifies the desire for groupthink.
With 'Hang the DJ,' I was concerned that it was more comedic and much lighter than we normally do for 'Black Mirror.'
'MasterChef' delivers all the reassuring, cadenced repetition of an endless chore without any of the bothersome elbow grease.
When you're being earnest, people think you're being sarcastic, and when you're being sarcastic, they think you're being earnest. The moral in all this, of course, is that people should never attempt to communicate.
Like bankers, top footballers are massively overpaid, but at least you comprehend what they're doing for the money.
Nothing happens in cricket, ever. Even the highlights resemble a freeze frame.
You can tell a lot about a person by the way they treat waiters and shop assistants, especially when you are one.
Hopefully, some supervillain threat will come down, and we will have to unite as a species and fire our nukes into the sun or something.
I remember I was changing to one phone from another and going through my old contact details, and so I was having to delete duplicate numbers to make room, and up came the name of someone who died, and... it felt hard to delete the name.
Technology is a tool that has allowed us to swipe around like an angry toddler.
I'm looking forward to the 'Twilight Zone' from Jordan Peele... if anyone's gonna reboot the 'Twilight Zone,' then there's the man to do it.
My brain knows best-before dates are a con; my panicky gut treats them like a nuclear countdown.
There are different groups of people in your life that you behave slightly differently with. You behave one way with your family. You behave in a different way with your work colleagues. You behave differently with your friends from the movie club, your fitness instructor - all subtly different personas.
Calling Batman 'the Dark Knight' is like calling Papa Smurf 'the Blue Patriarch':you're not fooling anyone.
Everyone's opened a drawer and been startled by the unexpected discovery of an old mobile phone that now resembles an outsized pantomime prop. To think you used to be impressed by this clunky breezeblock. You were like a caveman gawping at a yo-yo.
My bookshelves chiefly function as a snapshot of what I was reading prior to the invention of the Kindle.
I never really thought of myself as a TV critic. I was presenting TV before I was writing about it.
Ever since about 1998, when humankind began fast-forwarding through the gradually-unfolding history of progress, like someone impatiently zipping through a YouTube clip in search of the best bits, we've grown accustomed to machines veering from essential to obsolete in the blink of a trimester.
We humans are great at creating tools with unforeseen consequences. For instance, when we invented the wheel, we had no way of knowing we were also laying the foundations for the TV show 'Top Gear.'
In the early '80s, the arcade game Pac-Man was twice as popular as oxygen.
I do worry about civil unrest, or complete collapse of society, or having to flee, or Europe falling into a war.
Amplifying body-image issues, profiting from anxiety, and employing virtual slaves in sweatshops are bad enough, but the fashion industry is also actively hastening the destruction of the very Earth we walk on. It insists on launching fresh collections each season, declaring yesterday's range obsolete on a whim.
I liked that sort of thing, those one-off stories like 'Tales of the Unexpected,' 'Hammer House of Horror,' 'The Twilight Zone' and 'Alfred Hitchcock Presents.'
We don't sit down and look at the news pages and think, 'How could we do an episode about that?'
The logical quandaries thrown up by well-meaning systems are clearly something that I find darkly amusing.
When a monk takes a vow of silence, is he still allowed to post messages on the Internet? Chances are God won't find out. Being ancient, God probably can't work computers. He holds the mouse gingerly, like it's made of fine china.
The entire economy relies on the suspension of disbelief. So does a fairy story or an animated cartoon. This means that no matter how soberly the financial experts dress, no matter how dry their language, the economy they worship can only ever be as plausible as an episode of 'SpongeBob SquarePants.'
I haven't always been the kind of man who plays videogames. I used to be the kind of boy who played videogames.
I've never lost that freelance mentality. You can't take a holiday because you're worried the work will dry up.
People always assume I went to public school, which I didn't, so that immediately puts me somewhere.
If I ran a national burger franchise - which I don't - I'd make it a rule that no two customers can be greeted with precisely the same words and that every third customer must be grossly insulted as a matter of course. Just to keep the atmosphere nice and lively. And to keep the staff laughing.
I think the problem we have as apes is we're asking far bigger questions than we could possibly process.
Tinder is the ultimate gamification of romance. It's 'Pokemon Go' for the heart.
The sole purpose of a crown is to make anyone not wearing one feel like an insignificant pauper. They're obscene to the point of satire.
Apple excels at taking existing concepts - computers, MP3 players, conceit - and carefully streamlining them into glistening ergonomic chunks of concentrated aspiration.