I don't think there's a single person on this planet that doesn't have a day when they feel like they're off, like they're not doing a very good job of being them. We all relate to having highs and lows. Everyone gets depressed.

There are a lot of movies about misfits that are quite cool, that kind of glamorize it on some level. I think there are fewer films, certainly with a lady at the center, about the agony of what it's like to feel like you're not accepted, and you're different, and somehow you're weird.

I don't like talking about myself, if I'm honest.

If you act scared, your body produces adrenaline.

I daydream about things I want to happen, but none of it is more complicated, most of the time, than just really hoping that the good parts and the well-written parts are the ones that turn up on my doorstep.

Whenever I'm in theatre situations I will go out of my way not to talk about my father, but in the film world I can be really proud of my family and say, 'You know what: my dad's a really, really famous theatre director,' because nobody has any idea.

No family is sane, is it?