My father loved me and he wanted to work with me and he didn't care what people would say.

I was really nervous about people booing, because my mother had gone for a film 20 years earlier and had a terrible time with people booing, whistling, so I knew that in Cannes people can get aggressive.

The character is close to me, except that I haven't lived through those situations, so it's not completely me.

The English was really my mother, it was never me. Being the daughter of my father, I always felt very French.

I'm desperate to work again. I've often had those periods, but two years was the longest.

I'd love to be able to write again, but I'm so repetitive. And it was all about fear. Never positive. Just indulgent about my sadness.

I think I developed a very closed personality. I didn't really have friends. I changed schools every year.