Sally Phillips is in Scotland this February morning with a three-month-old baby, a new movie that's been seven years in gestation and a talent for self-deprecation that at times seems at almost Tourette levels of compulsion. Frankly, she is probably the comedy actress least likely to appear under a banner shouting "Look at me! I'm brilliant!" (you probably have to go to Dame Judi Dench for that sort of thing).
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