Say the word and we turn the horses around, but listen to me. Listen. You’ve been running all your life. Terrible things happen to your family and you weep. You sit alone in a darkened room mourning their fates. You’v been a bystander tragedy from the day they executed your father. Stop being a bystander. Do you hear me? Stop running. There’s no justice in the world. Not unless we make it. You loved your family. Avenge them.
I don’t think answering who I’m sleeping with accomplishes anything other than quenching the thirst of curiosity. And moreover, it seems reductive. It’s been really interesting to be in the middle of the industry’s fascination with the individual, because I never thought about that growing up or when I was at acting school. No matter how I answer, someone will say, ‘No, that’s not true.’ We still live in this hetero-normative, patriarchal society that is intent on placing everything within these binaries. I really hope that—if not in my lifetime, my children’s lifetime—this won’t be a question, that we won’t need this. (insp.)