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Susan Sarandon

[1] (English
Susan Sarandon
, nee Susan Abigail Tomalin (English
Susan Abigail Tomalin
); born October 4, 1946 (19461004), New York, New York, USA) - American film actress, Oscar winner " The actress played her most famous roles after forty years.

Biography

Susan Abigail Tomalin was born in New York City on October 4, 1946, to Philip Leslie Tomalin (1917–1999) and his wife Lenora Maria (née Criscione; b. 1923). My father worked as a television producer and sang in a nightclub for some time. Sarandon inherited English, Welsh and Irish roots from her father, and Sicilian and Tuscan roots from her mother. Susan is the oldest of nine children and grew up in a Catholic family. The future actress grew up in Edison, New Jersey, and attended Catholic school.

She first thought about a film career when she married actor Chris Sarandon (their marriage lasted from 1967 to 1979). The most successful of her early films was The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975). In the late 1970s, Sarandon began collaborating with French director Louis Malle, and in 1982 he was nominated for an Oscar for his role in his film Atlantic City (1980).

Despite Sarandon's performance alongside David Bowie and Catherine Deneuve in the acclaimed film The Hunger (1983), the actress remained relatively unknown among the general public. That changed when she landed roles in such commercially successful projects as The Witches of Eastwick (1987) and Durham Bull (1988).

In the first half of the 1990s, Sarandon was nominated almost every year for an Oscar for Best Actress (for the films “Thelma and Louise”, “Lorenzo’s Oil”, “The Client”). She received this award for her role in Robbins' film Dead Man Walking (1995). In subsequent years, she acted in relatively few films. Sarandon is a staunch pacifist and regularly participates in protests against the war in Iraq. She is also an active advocate for environmental conservation and the rights of sexual minorities.

Personal life

• While working on the film Bull Durham, Sarandon became close to actor Tim Robbins, with whom her relationship continued until 2009.[2] They have two sons: Jack Henry (born 1989) and Miles (born 1992).
• Sarandon also has a daughter, Eva Amurri (born 1985) from director Franco Amurri[3].

Career

The most successful of her early films was The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975). In the late 1970s, Sarandon began collaborating with French director Louis Malle, and in 1982 he was nominated for an Oscar for his role in his film Atlantic City (1980).

Despite Sarandon's performance alongside David Bowie and Catherine Deneuve in the acclaimed film The Hunger (1983), the actress remained relatively unknown among the general public. That changed when she landed roles in such commercially successful projects as The Witches of Eastwick (1987) and Durham Bull (1988).

In the first half of the 1990s, Sarandon was nominated almost every year for an Oscar for Best Actress (for the films “Thelma and Louise”, “Lorenzo’s Oil”, “The Client”). She received this award for her role in Robbins' film Dead Man Walking (1995).

Among the subsequent films with Sarandon's participation: “Stepmom”, “Noel”, “Let's Dance”, “Love and Cigarettes”, “Enchanted”, “Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps”, “Cloud Atlas”. For her cameo role in the series Friends, Sarandon was nominated for an Emmy Award.

In 2020, the world premiere of the film “The Death and Life of John F. Donovan” took place. Sarandon played the mother of Kit Harington's character in the film.

Filmography

Susan Sarandon now

In 2020, a new series, Feud, starring Susan Sarandon and Jessica Lange, was released. The anthology tells the story of the behind-the-scenes confrontation between actresses Joan Crawford and Bette Davis while working on the film “Whatever Happened to Baby Jane?” 1962 release.

Susan Sarandon starred in the 2017 film Feud

It is noteworthy that Sarandon, along with other popular stars, attended the Cannes 2017 festival at the premiere of Andrei Zvyagintsev’s “Loveless.”

Susan Sarandon at Cannes 2020

As for her personal life, Susan made a sensational confession to Pride Source magazine. The seventy-year-old woman said she was ready for love relationships with both men and women.

Awards and nominations

Awards

• 1995 - BAFTA Award - Best Actress for the film "The Client"
• 1996 - Oscar Award - Best Actress for the film “Dead Man Walking”
• 1996 - Screen Actors Guild Award - Best Actress for the film "Dead Man Walking"

Nominations

• 1982 - Oscar Award - Best Actress for the film "Atlantic City"
• 1989 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Comedy or Musical for the film "Bull Durham"
• 1991 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Drama for the film "The White Palace"
• 1992 - Oscar Award - Best Actress for the film "Thelma and Louise"
• 1992 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Drama for Thelma and Louise
• 1992 - BAFTA Award - Best Actress for Thelma and Louise
• 1993 - Oscar Award - Best Actress for the film "Lorenzo's Oil"
• 1993 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Drama for the film Lorenzo's Oil
• 1995 - Oscar Award - Best Actress for the film "The Client"
• 1995 - Screen Actors Guild Award - Best Actress for the film "The Client"
• 1996 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Drama for the film "Dead Man Walking"
• 1999 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Drama for the film "Stepmom"
• 2001 - Emmy Award - Outstanding Guest Actress in a Comedy Series for the television series "Friends"
• 2002 - Emmy Award - Outstanding Guest Actress in a Comedy Series for Malcolm in the Middle
• 2003 - Golden Globe Award - Best Supporting Actress for the film "Igby Goes Down"
• 2009 - Golden Globe Award - Best Actress in a Miniseries or Television Film, for the television film "Bernard and Doris"
• 2009 - Emmy Award - Best Actress in a Miniseries or Movie, for the TV movie "Bernard and Doris"
• 2009 - Screen Actors Guild Award - Best Actress in a TV Movie or Miniseries for the TV movie "Bernard and Doris"
• 2010 - Emmy Award - Best Supporting Actress in a Miniseries or Movie for the TV movie "You Don't Know Jack"
• 2011 - Screen Actors Guild Award - Best Actress in a TV Movie or Miniseries for the TV movie "You Don't Know Jack"
• 2016 - Screen Actors Guild Award - Best Actress in a TV Movie or Miniseries, for the miniseries "The Secret Life of Marilyn Monroe"

Career[ | ]

The most successful of her early films was The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975). In the late 1970s, Sarandon began collaborating with French director Louis Malle, and in 1982 he was nominated for an Oscar for his role in his film Atlantic City (1980).

Despite Sarandon's performance alongside David Bowie and Catherine Deneuve in the acclaimed film The Hunger (1983), the actress remained relatively unknown among the general public. That changed when she landed roles in such commercially successful projects as The Witches of Eastwick (1987) and Durham Bull (1988).

In the first half of the 1990s, Sarandon was nominated almost every year for an Oscar for Best Actress (for the films “Thelma and Louise”, “Lorenzo’s Oil”, “The Client”). She received this award for her role in Robbins' film Dead Man Walking (1995).

Among the subsequent films with Sarandon's participation: “Stepmom”, “Noel”, “Let's Dance”, “Love and Cigarettes”, “Enchanted”, “Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps”, “Cloud Atlas”. For her cameo role in the series Friends, Sarandon was nominated for an Emmy Award.

In 2020, the world premiere of the film “The Death and Life of John F. Donovan” took place. Sarandon played the mother of Kit Harington's character in the film.

Notes

1. This version of the surname is transliterated, the transcription version is Sarandon
   (see [ru.forvo.com/word/susan_sarandon Forvo], [inogolo.com/query.php?qstr=sarandon&key=1 inogolo], [www.sos.mo .gov/wolfner/SayHow/?id=s#guide LBPH Pronunciation Guide to Names of Public Figures]).
2. [www.people.com/people/article/0,,20332851,00.html Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins Split - Breakups, Susan Sarandon, Tim Robbins : People.com]
3. [www.imdb.com/name/nm0000215/bio Susan Sarandon - Biography]

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And as if in order not to offend Sonya by refusing and to get rid of her, she moved her head to the window, looked so that, obviously, she could not see anything, and again sat down in her previous position. -Have you not seen it? “No, really, I saw it,” she said in a voice pleading for calm. Both the Countess and Sonya understood that Moscow, the fire of Moscow, whatever it was, of course, could not matter to Natasha. The Count again went behind the partition and lay down. The Countess approached Natasha, touched her head with her inverted hand, as she did when her daughter was sick, then touched her forehead with her lips, as if to find out if there was a fever, and kissed her. -You're cold. You're shaking all over. You should go to bed,” she said. - Go to bed? Yes, okay, I'll go to bed. “I’ll go to bed now,” Natasha said. Since Natasha was told this morning that Prince Andrei was seriously wounded and was going with them, only in the first minute she asked a lot about where? How? Is he dangerously injured? and is she allowed to see him? But after she was told that she could not see him, that he was seriously wounded, but that his life was not in danger, she, obviously, did not believe what she was told, but was convinced that no matter how much she said, she would be answer the same thing, stopped asking and talking. All the way, with big eyes, which the countess knew so well and whose expression the countess was so afraid of, Natasha sat motionless in the corner of the carriage and now sat in the same way on the bench on which she sat down. She was thinking about something, something she was deciding or had already decided in her mind now - the countess knew this, but what it was, she did not know, and this frightened and tormented her. - Natasha, undress, my dear, lie down on my bed. (Only the countess alone had a bed made on the bed; m me Schoss and both young ladies had to sleep on the floor on the hay.) “No, mother, I’ll lie down here on the floor,” Natasha said angrily, went to the window and opened it. The adjutant’s groan from the open window was heard more clearly. She stuck her head out into the damp air of the night, and the countess saw how her thin shoulders were shaking with sobs and beating against the frame. Natasha knew that it was not Prince Andrei who was moaning. She knew that Prince Andrei was lying in the same connection where they were, in another hut across the hallway; but this terrible incessant groan made her sob. The Countess exchanged glances with Sonya. “Lie down, my dear, lie down, my friend,” said the countess, lightly touching Natasha’s shoulder with her hand. - Well, go to bed. “Oh, yes... I’ll go to bed now,” said Natasha, hastily undressing and tearing off the strings of her skirts. Having taken off her dress and put on a jacket, she tucked her legs in, sat down on the bed prepared on the floor and, throwing her short thin braid over her shoulder, began to braid it. Thin, long, familiar fingers quickly, deftly took apart, braided, and tied the braid. Natasha's head turned with a habitual gesture, first in one direction, then in the other, but her eyes, feverishly open, looked straight and motionless. When the night suit was finished, Natasha quietly sank down onto the sheet laid on the hay on the edge of the door. “Natasha, lie down in the middle,” said Sonya. “No, I’m here,” Natasha said. “Go to bed,” she added with annoyance. And she buried her face in the pillow. The Countess, m me Schoss and Sonya hastily undressed and lay down. One lamp remained in the room. But in the yard it was getting brighter from the fire of Malye Mytishchi, two miles away, and the drunken cries of the people were buzzing in the tavern, which Mamon’s Cossacks had smashed, on the crossroads, on the street, and the incessant groan of the adjutant was heard. Natasha listened for a long time to the internal and external sounds coming to her, and did not move. She heard first the prayer and sighs of her mother, the cracking of her bed under her, the familiar whistling snoring of m me Schoss, the quiet breathing of Sonya. Then the Countess called out to Natasha. Natasha did not answer her. “He seems to be sleeping, mom,” Sonya answered quietly. The Countess, after being silent for a while, called out again, but no one answered her. Soon after this, Natasha heard her mother's even breathing. Natasha did not move, despite the fact that her small bare foot, having escaped from under the blanket, was chilly on the bare floor. As if celebrating victory over everyone, a cricket screamed in the crack. The rooster crowed far away, and loved ones responded. The screams died down in the tavern, only the same adjutant's stand could be heard. Natasha stood up. - Sonya? are you sleeping? Mother? – she whispered. No one answered. Natasha slowly and carefully stood up, crossed herself and stepped carefully with her narrow and flexible bare foot onto the dirty, cold floor. The floorboard creaked. She, quickly moving her feet, ran a few steps like a kitten and grabbed the cold door bracket. It seemed to her that something heavy, striking evenly, was knocking on all the walls of the hut: it was her heart, frozen with fear, with horror and love, beating, bursting. She opened the door, crossed the threshold and stepped onto the damp, cold ground of the hallway. The gripping cold refreshed her. She felt the sleeping man with her bare foot, stepped over him and opened the door to the hut where Prince Andrei lay. It was dark in this hut. In the back corner of the bed, on which something was lying, there was a tallow candle on a bench that had burned out like a large mushroom. Natasha, in the morning, when they told her about the wound and the presence of Prince Andrei, decided that she should see him. She did not know what it was for, but she knew that the meeting would be painful, and she was even more convinced that it was necessary. All day she lived only in the hope that at night she would see him. But now, when this moment came, the horror of what she would see came over her. How was he mutilated? What was left of him? Was he like that incessant groan of the adjutant? Yes, he was like that. He was in her imagination the personification of this terrible groan. When she saw an obscure mass in the corner and mistook his raised knees under the blanket for his shoulders, she imagined some kind of terrible body and stopped in horror. But an irresistible force pulled her forward. She carefully took one step, then another, and found herself in the middle of a small, cluttered hut. In the hut, under the icons, another person was lying on the benches (it was Timokhin), and two more people were lying on the floor (these were the doctor and the valet). The valet stood up and whispered something. Timokhin, suffering from pain in his wounded leg, did not sleep and looked with all his eyes at the strange appearance of a girl in a poor shirt, jacket and eternal cap. The sleepy and frightened words of the valet; “What do you need, why?” - they only forced Natasha to quickly approach what was lying in the corner. No matter how scary or unlike a human this body was, she had to see it. She passed the valet: the burnt mushroom of the candle fell off, and she clearly saw Prince Andrei lying with his arms outstretched on the blanket, just as she had always seen him. He was the same as always; but the inflamed color of his face, his sparkling eyes, fixed enthusiastically on her, and especially the tender child’s neck protruding from the folded collar of his shirt, gave him a special, innocent, childish appearance, which, however, she had never seen in Prince Andrei. She approached him and with a quick, flexible, youthful movement she knelt down. He smiled and extended his hand to her. For Prince Andrei, seven days have passed since he woke up at the dressing station of the Borodino field. All this time he was in almost constant unconsciousness. The fever and inflammation of the intestines, which were damaged, in the opinion of the doctor traveling with the wounded man, should have carried him away. But on the seventh day he happily ate a slice of bread with tea, and the doctor noticed that the general fever had decreased. Prince Andrei regained consciousness in the morning. The first night after leaving Moscow it was quite warm, and Prince Andrei was left to spend the night in a carriage; but in Mytishchi the wounded man himself demanded to be carried out and to be given tea. The pain caused to him by being carried into the hut made Prince Andrei moan loudly and lose consciousness again. When they laid him on the camp bed, he lay for a long time with his eyes closed without moving. Then he opened them and quietly whispered: “What should I have for tea?” This memory for the small details of life amazed the doctor. He felt the pulse and, to his surprise and displeasure, noticed that the pulse was better. To his displeasure, the doctor noticed this because from his experience he was convinced that Prince Andrei could not live and that if he did not die now, he would only die with great suffering some time later. With Prince Andrei they were carrying the major of his regiment, Timokhin, who had joined them in Moscow with a red nose and was wounded in the leg in the same Battle of Borodino. With them rode a doctor, the prince's valet, his coachman and two orderlies. Prince Andrey was given tea. He drank greedily, looking ahead at the door with feverish eyes, as if trying to understand and remember something. - I don’t want anymore. Is Timokhin here? - he asked. Timokhin crawled towards him along the bench. - I'm here, your Excellency. - How's the wound? - Mine then? Nothing. Is that you? “Prince Andrei began to think again, as if remembering something. -Can I get a book? - he said. - Which book? - Gospel! I have no. The doctor promised to get it and began asking the prince about how he felt. Prince Andrei reluctantly, but wisely answered all the doctor’s questions and then said that he needed to put a cushion on him, otherwise it would be awkward and very painful. The doctor and the valet lifted the greatcoat with which he was covered and, wincing at the heavy smell of rotten meat spreading from the wound, began to examine this terrible place. The doctor was very dissatisfied with something, changed something differently, turned the wounded man over so that he groaned again and, from the pain while turning, again lost consciousness and began to rave. He kept talking about getting this book for him as soon as possible and putting it there. - And what does it cost you! - he said. “I don’t have it, please take it out and put it in for a minute,” he said in a pitiful voice. The doctor went out into the hallway to wash his hands. “Ah, shameless, really,” the doctor said to the valet, who was pouring water on his hands. “I just didn’t watch it for a minute.” After all, you put it directly on the wound. It’s such a pain that I’m surprised how he endures it. “It seems like we planted it, Lord Jesus Christ,” said the valet. For the first time, Prince Andrei understood where he was and what had happened to him, and remembered that he had been wounded and how at that moment when the carriage stopped in Mytishchi, he asked to go to the hut. Confused again from pain, he came to his senses another time in the hut, when he was drinking tea, and then again, repeating in his memory everything that had happened to him, he most vividly imagined that moment at the dressing station when, at the sight of the suffering of a person he did not love, , these new thoughts came to him, promising him happiness. And these thoughts, although unclear and indefinite, now again took possession of his soul. He remembered that he now had new happiness and that this happiness had something in common with the Gospel. That's why he asked for the Gospel. But the bad situation that his wound had given him, the new upheaval, again confused his thoughts, and for the third time he woke up to life in the complete silence of the night. Everyone was sleeping around him. A cricket screamed through the entryway, someone was shouting and singing on the street, cockroaches rustled on the table and icons, in the autumn a thick fly beat on his headboard and near the tallow candle, which had burned like a large mushroom and stood next to him. His soul was not in a normal state. A healthy person usually thinks, feels and remembers simultaneously about a countless number of objects, but he has the power and strength, having chosen one series of thoughts or phenomena, to focus all his attention on this series of phenomena. A healthy person, in a moment of deepest thought, breaks away to say a polite word to the person who has entered, and again returns to his thoughts. The soul of Prince Andrei was not in a normal state in this regard. All the forces of his soul were more active, clearer than ever, but they acted outside of his will. The most diverse thoughts and ideas simultaneously possessed him. Sometimes his thought suddenly began to work, and with such strength, clarity and depth with which it had never been able to act in a healthy state; but suddenly, in the middle of her work, she broke off, was replaced by some unexpected idea, and there was no strength to return to it. “Yes, I have discovered a new happiness, inalienable from a person,” he thought, lying in a dark, quiet hut and looking ahead with feverishly open, fixed eyes. Happiness that is outside of material forces, outside of material external influences on a person, the happiness of one soul, the happiness of love! Every person can understand it, but only God can recognize and prescribe it. But how did God prescribe this law? Why son?.. And suddenly the train of these thoughts was interrupted, and Prince Andrei heard (not knowing whether he was in delirium or in reality he was hearing this), he heard some quiet, whispering voice, incessantly repeating in rhythm: “And drink piti drink” then “and ti tii” again “and piti piti piti” again “and ti ti.” At the same time, to the sound of this whispering music, Prince Andrei felt that some strange airy building made of thin needles or splinters was erected above his face, above the very middle. He felt (although it was difficult for him) that he had to diligently maintain his balance so that the building that was being erected would not collapse; but it still fell down and slowly rose again at the sounds of steadily whispering music. “It’s stretching!” stretches! stretches and everything stretches,” Prince Andrei said to himself. Along with listening to the whisper and feeling this stretching and rising building of needles, Prince Andrei saw in fits and starts the red light of a candle surrounded in a circle and heard the rustling of cockroaches and the rustling of a fly beating on the pillow and on his face. And every time the fly touched his face, it produced a burning sensation; but at the same time he was surprised by the fact that, hitting the very area of ​​​​the building erected on his face, the fly did not destroy it. But besides this, there was one more important thing. It was white by the door, it was a sphinx statue that was also crushing him.

Personal life

Sarandon has found herself in funny situations more than once because of her striking resemblance to another actress, Sigourney Weaver. Weaver's admirers came up to Susan more than once and asked for her coveted autograph. Sarandon treats such events with humor, joking that Sigourney is her alternate personality.

Susan Sarandon and Sigourney Weaver

According to the actress, she is a true Luddite. Sarandon is indifferent to innovations in the world of technology, and, as the star used to say, she barely learned to write SMS. Susan does not like to spend her time on the Internet, but the actress is an avid user of Instagram, where she posts numerous videos and photos to the delight of her fans.

Susan Sarandon before and after plastic surgery

The seventy-year-old actress admitted that she was happy with her appearance. Moreover, at this age she likes herself more than in her youth. Sarandon does not deny plastic surgery, which has helped get rid of some age-related imperfections.

As for Susan’s love relationships, she lived with her first husband Chris from 1967 to 1979. After her divorce from her famous husband, the actress left her maiden name, which is why Sarandon is her stage name.

Susan Sarandon and Chris Sarandon

It is known that Susan is a feminist and an opponent of official marriages. The actress admitted that she does not believe in this religious institution, because marriage is for lawyers, not lovers. But circumstances forced Sarandon to marry her lover, otherwise she would not have been able to live with Chris on the university campus.

Susan Sarandon and Tim Robbins

In 1988, on the set of the comedy “Bull Durham,” Susan met American Tim Robbins, and a spark ran between the actors. The lovers lived in an informal union for 21 years, but in 2009 their family idyll “came apart at the seams.” In general, Sarandon has her own philosophy of life, which differs from the public opinion. A woman believes that a relationship breaks down when a husband and wife begin to blindly obey each other.

Susan Sarandon and Franco Amurri

Sarandon is a mother of many children. She has two children with Tim: Jack Henry (1989) and Miles (1992). The actress also has a daughter from director Franco Amurri - actress Eva Amurri, born in 1985. In 2014, Susan became a grandmother: her grandson, Marlow Mae Martineau, was born. And a little later, in 2020, another one - Major James Martino.