Category: Kristin Scott Thomas

Most films seem to be about a man and a women falling in love at some point and once you pass forty-five, it’s almost disgusting to fall in love.

Often, the roles I’m offered in England are melancholic women who are filled with regret for the past, regret for their fading beauty.

There’s something incredibly sexy about sand and sweat and dunes photographed like women’s backs.

We older women in Europe are lucky not to be shoved away in a drawer.