There are things you can do on a blog that you couldn't do anywhere else, and one of them is post a 3,137 word long interview without any cuts. Why? Because Warwick Fyfe is so damned fascinating, and so very funny, that, since I'm not required to chop his responses down to size, I'm not going to — you all deserve to read everything he has to say, about Rigoletto, Sigourney Weaver, bananas, Benny Hill and more. Much, much more.
So pray, read on. It's a long one, but the time will fly, I promise. World, here's Warwick.