There are quite a lot of things that make me sad, and a lot of them quite personal. You know that feeling where you get so wrapped up in a memory that you can remember exactly what you felt at that time, and it’s so invasive, so suffocating, that you need to sit down and have a little cry? Just me?
Old people make me sad. If I see a little old couple holding hands, or walking round a supermarket, it makes me sad – because my grandparents are no longer a little old couple doing that. I can’t imagine what it feels like to spend 50 years with someone, and them not be there. That makes me really sad.
Then there’s the more light-hearted stuff. When I made Edd come and see La La Land, our water had been turned off because we had a leak in our flat, and so it was already a pretty crappy day. Then a man kicked over my open bag of maltesers and I actually cried.
I’m actually a bit of a crier – films will always set me off, whether they’re sad or happy. WEDDINGS. Weddings make me happysad – Parks and Rec and The Office have the two telly weddings that have me in tears.
Stress makes me sad – but I tend to get frustrated, which makes me cry, rather than being actually sad.
Injustice (probably should have said that one earlier, I just look a bit self-indulgent now).
I mean, basically EVERYTHING makes me sad if I’m in a crying mood…