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The Guardian
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- The Guardian
Drink it up! All 21 Daniel Day-Lewis films
Perhaps keen not to be pigeonholed in high-fibre roles, Daniel Day-Lewis took on a pair of zany culture-clash comedies (the other was Eversmile, New Jersey) that featured him singing in a bubble bath. In Stars and Bars, he is a prim English art expert who travels to the American south to retrieve a Renoir from its owner (Harry Dean Stanton) and butts heads with various irksome oddballs. Playing the sort of nitwit that would become Hugh Grant's meal-ticket, Day-Lewis proves that wackiness is not in his wheelhouse. The movie of the Broadway musical of Fellini's 8½ is one of only two duds on the Day-Lewis CV. Surrounded by dazzling female actors (Nicole Kidman, Penélope Cruz, Judi Dench, Sophia Loren), he ends up making heavy weather of Guido, the bewildered auteur caught at a creative impasse. A light touch eludes him: he's no Marcello Mastroianni, that's for sure. John Schlesinger's bisexual love-triangle drama gave Day-Lewis his film debut at the age of 14. He is briefly shown sauntering along a row of parked cars, scratching the paintwork with a broken bottle. The delinquent behaviour, the insouciant look, the south London setting: this could be a teenage snapshot of Johnny from My Beautiful Laundrette. Ten minutes or so of screen time doesn't give Day-Lewis much chance to make an impression as the debonair ex of young Nanou (Imogen Stubbs). He finds her in France, where she has fallen in with a would-be terrorist, but says 'au revoir' shortly after. Still, he looks Delon-level dashing in a raincoat. Like Sunday Bloody Sunday, another hooligan cameo for Day-Lewis. He gets dialogue this time, all of it racist, as he tries to intimidate the young Gandhi, played by Ben Kingsley. Movies in which Day-Lewis played a more prominent role have attracted no shortage of Oscar nominations, but Gandhi is the only one of his to have walked off with the best picture prize. Pauline Kael was one of Day-Lewis's early champions but she argued that he 'stuck out' and 'seemed like a bad actor' in this version of Mutiny on the Bounty. In his big scene, he is furiously reprimanded by Anthony Hopkins as Captain Bligh. Equally noteworthy is the sight of Day-Lewis sharing the screen for the first time with one of his own acting heroes, Phil Davis. Also among the Bounty's crew is the comic John Sessions: in Gangs of New York, Sessions would play an actor playing Abraham Lincoln, and getting harangued and pelted for his troubles by Day-Lewis. In his second stab at fish-out-of-water comedy, Day-Lewis is an over-zealous Irish travelling dentist given to philosophical musings ('Did we somehow mislay our genetic memory or did God just forget to give us better teeth?') as he brings good brushing technique to Argentina courtesy of the DuBois Foundation for the Development of Dental Consciousness. Tending to priests, peasants and gangsters alike, he roams the land on his motorcycle and sidecar, gets chased by multiple Santa Clauses, falls for a woman on the run from her wedding, and finally declares: 'The world is collapsing! And I have an erection!' Put Day-Lewis and Winona Ryder together on screen and it never works out well for their characters (see also: The Age of Innocence). In Arthur Miller's by-the-book adaptation of his own ageless play about the Salem witch trials, Day-Lewis is the farmer John Proctor, who pays a heavy price for dallying with young Abigail (Ryder). It was through the making of the film, directed by Nicholas Hytner, that Day-Lewis first met Miller's daughter, Rebecca, whom he married at the end of 1996, and with whom he had two of his three children, including Ronan, co-writer and director of Anemone. Training under Barry McGuigan, Day-Lewis boxed twice a day, seven days a week, for nearly three years to prepare to play the IRA soldier who embraces his pugilist roots after serving 14 years in prison. More inflammatory is his rekindled romance with his teenage sweetheart, who happens to be another prisoner's wife, played by Emily Watson. In his third film for Jim Sheridan, Day-Lewis gives a hushed, coiled performance (he doesn't lose his rag until the 85-minute mark). It heralded his first retirement – after this, he didn't make another film for five years – but is not exactly what you'd call going out on a high. Central to the rise of Day-Lewis was the timing of this Merchant-Ivory adaptation of EM Forster's novel, which opened immediately after My Beautiful Laundrette. Hard to imagine a better illustration of his range than the back-to-back sight of the sensually swaggering Johnny in Laundrette and the uptight prig Cecil Vyse in Room. The moment when jilted Cecil stands with his shoe in his hand was all Day-Lewis's idea. 'If you take your shoes off in a situation in which you're vulnerable,' he said, 'you'll feel 10 times more vulnerable.' Spoken like the shoemaker he would eventually become during his first retirement. As Gerry Conlon, one of the Guildford Four who were wrongly convicted and imprisoned for the 1974 IRA pub bombing, Day-Lewis goes from impish troublemaker to broken wreck and finally folk hero. Terrific to see him sharing the screen again with Phil Davis: this time, Davis is a brute putting the screws on him in the interrogation room. And the scene in which Gerry brutally castigates his father, Giuseppe (Pete Postlethwaite), when the two of them are cooped up together in the same cell, remains blistering. Ultimately, this is a moral work rather than a cinematic one, and there is nothing much for Day-Lewis to play in the final hour but righteousness. Less a coherent movie than a string of eye-catching confrontations, Day-Lewis's second collaboration with Paul Thomas Anderson – and the catalyst for his second retirement – casts him as Reynolds Woodcock, a fastidious and imperious 1950s dressmaker. Fun though the standoffs are, especially Reynolds's hilariously disproportionate hissy fit after his asparagus is cooked in butter rather than oil and salt, the movie is little more than an arthouse Devil Wears Prada, with Day-Lewis in Meryl Streep mode and everyone else (bar Lesley Manville, superb as his indomitable sister) running scared. Day-Lewis won his third best actor Oscar for a mesmerising performance as the president trying to pass the 13th amendment, which outlawed slavery, as the civil war rages. Under Steven Spielberg's direction, he brings a lolling looseness to lines that sound as if they've only just occurred to him. A simple scene depicting Lincoln meeting wounded soldiers in hospital is rendered moving by the actor's unforced affability, his warming burr. His charisma makes you understand why the soldiers would get a kick simply from standing in his shadow. Nothing to do with Titanic, the Jack and Rose here are a father and daughter, played by Day-Lewis and Camilla Belle respectively, whose off-the-grid lifestyle is jeopardised when Jack's girlfriend (Catherine Keener) comes to stay, bringing her teenage sons (Paul Dano and Ryan McDonald). Under the direction of his wife, the novelist and film-maker Rebecca Miller, Day-Lewis exudes grumpy charm as the Scottish immigrant whose love for his daughter grows gradually suffocating and even unsavoury. Two years before he and Day-Lewis locked horns spectacularly on screen in There Will Be Blood, Dano comes off badly in their fracas in a treehouse. It was Dano's fine work here that prompted the senior actor to recommend him to Paul Thomas Anderson for that movie. Philip Kaufman's ambitious film of Milan Kundera's novel about the Prague Spring contains a lead performance for which Day-Lewis has expressed regret. Though the script was in English, he learned Czech but still found himself out of his depth as the priapic brain surgeon Tomas: 'It was something to do with language. The idea of speaking English with a Czech accent meant it wasn't coming from anywhere.' Accept that touch of inauthenticity and it's still possible to savour Day-Lewis's wry, carnivorous sexual magnetism, and the pitiful sight of Tomas's spirit being crushed by the political regime and the betrayals it demands. Other pluses: that mane of liquorice-coloured hair, and the actor's tingling rapport with Juliette Binoche and Lena Olin. It was Leonardo DiCaprio who coaxed Day-Lewis out of his first retirement during a stroll in Central Park. The young star's reward? To be comprehensively acted off the screen. As bullyboy William Cutting, aka Bill the Butcher, Day-Lewis isn't merely the dominant presence in Martin Scorsese's misshapen, mid-19th-century gangster thriller: he is its sole source of dynamism. In stove-pipe hat, flapping trenchcoat and with an American eagle printed on his glass eye, he looks like the Babadook's sleazy uncle, giving off strong proto-Trumpian energy as he decries 'the foreign hordes defiling' his land. There's also a nice Day-Lewis Cinematic Universe crossover when he strides through a crowd of anti-Lincoln protesters and lobs a knife that hits a portrait of the president he would portray a decade later. He also gets to describe Ireland, his real-life off-screen love, as 'an excrementous isle'. The method actor as matinee idol. Even those who haven't seen Michael Mann's stylish, swoon-worthy take on the James Fenimore Cooper novel will know the lengths to which Day-Lewis went to portray Hawkeye, adoptive son of a Mohican chief. He lived wild for weeks, ate only what he could hunt or forage, learned to load a rifle while running through the forest and built his own canoe. The North Carolina landscapes are ravishing, though they risk being upstaged by the magnificence of the actor's mighty brow and glossy tresses as he darts among the trees in slow-mo. Then there is that emphatic demand to Madeleine Stowe: 'Stay alive, no matter what occurs! I will find you!' Who could possibly disobey? Screenwriter Hanif Kureishi saw the influence of Clint Eastwood on Day-Lewis's minimalist performance as Johnny, the gay former thug who helps spruce up a London launderette. Director Stephen Frears thought he was more like Marlene Dietrich. The actor described it as 'the first film that I ever passionately wanted to do'. Hence the letter he wrote to Frears ('I know you think I come from a public-school background but I've got very nasty friends') in which he threatened to break the director's legs if he didn't give him the part. It worked. As did his brooding, funny, horny performance. A star was born right there among the suds. The critic Jonathan Romney floated the theory that Newland Archer, the elegant lawyer played by Day-Lewis in Martin Scorsese's rapturous adaptation of Edith Wharton's study of late-19th century New York mores, was a 'soul brother' to Jake La Motta in Raging Bull: 'He simply wears fancier gloves.' There is certainly a seam of cunning and coldness in Day-Lewis's performance, but there is boyish wonder too, especially in the gasping, enchanted laugh he lets slip whenever Countess Olenska (Michelle Pfeiffer) does something irreverent or iconoclastic. As Archer tries to expedite his marriage to her cousin May (Winona Ryder) in an attempt to quell his feelings for the countess, Day-Lewis strikes and sustains a note of tortured panache. Two contradictory things are true of Jim Sheridan's film about the artist and writer Christy Brown, who was born with cerebral palsy. One: there is no excuse for a disabled actor not to have been cast in the role. And two: Day-Lewis – who won his first Oscar for this – is astonishing in it. The first of three projects with Sheridan, this marked the beginnings of the Daniel Day-Loopy PR machine, as stories abounded of the lengths to which he went to stay authentically in character: never leaving his wheelchair, having to be carried over the cables on set, contorting his body so fiercely that he broke two ribs during filming. The movie hasn't endured as well as it might: it ends on a happy-ever-after with Brown's future-wife Mary Carr, who, it was later alleged by his biographer Georgia Louise Hambleton, isolated and abused him. The comedian Adam Riches once called Day-Lewis 'the greatest actor never to appear in anyone's favourite film'. Paul Thomas Anderson's awe-inspiring character-study-disguised-as-an-epic gives the lie to that quip. Speaking in the corroded rumble of John Huston's Noah Cross from Chinatown (another monstrous devourer of people and land alike), Day-Lewis is extraordinary as Daniel Plainview, a rapacious early-20th century Californian oil prospector. In a performance that can be summed up as long overcast periods interrupted by all hell breaking loose, usually with Paul Dano on the receiving end as the pipsqueak preacher who is Plainview's sole adversary, Day-Lewis doesn't make us like Plainview or even understand his cruelty, but we absolutely believe in him. And, as with all great monster movies, we are eager to see what he breaks next. After nearly three hours in his company, audiences are likely to develop a severe case of Stockholm syndrome.
The Guardian
3 days ago
- Entertainment
- The Guardian
Drink it up! Daniel Day-Lewis films
The movie of the Broadway musical of Fellini's 8½ is one of only two duds on the Day-Lewis CV. Surrounded by dazzling female actors (Nicole Kidman, Penélope Cruz, Judi Dench, Sophia Loren), he ends up making heavy weather of Guido, the bewildered auteur caught at a creative impasse. A light touch eludes him: he's no Marcello Mastroianni, that's for sure. John Schlesinger's bisexual love-triangle drama gave Day-Lewis his film debut at the age of 14. He is briefly shown sauntering along a row of parked cars, scratching the paintwork with a broken bottle. The delinquent behaviour, the insouciant look, the south London setting: this could be a teenage snapshot of Johnny from My Beautiful Laundrette. Ten minutes or so of screen time doesn't give Day-Lewis much chance to make an impression as the debonair ex of young Nanou (Imogen Stubbs). He finds her in France, where she has fallen in with a would-be terrorist, but says 'au revoir' shortly after. Still, he looks Delon-level dashing in a raincoat. Like Sunday Bloody Sunday, another hooligan cameo for Day-Lewis. He gets dialogue this time, all of it racist, as he tries to intimidate the young Gandhi, played by Ben Kingsley. Movies in which Day-Lewis played a more prominent role have attracted no shortage of Oscar nominations, but Gandhi is the only one of his to have walked off with the best picture prize. Pauline Kael was one of Day-Lewis's early champions but she argued that he 'stuck out' and 'seemed like a bad actor' in this version of Mutiny on the Bounty. In his big scene, he is furiously reprimanded by Anthony Hopkins as Captain Bligh. Equally noteworthy is the sight of Day-Lewis sharing the screen for the first time with one of his own acting heroes, Phil Davis. Also among the Bounty's crew is the comic John Sessions: in Gangs of New York, Sessions would play an actor playing Abraham Lincoln, and getting harangued and pelted for his troubles by Day-Lewis. In his second stab at fish-out-of-water comedy, Day-Lewis is an over-zealous Irish travelling dentist given to philosophical musings ('Did we somehow mislay our genetic memory or did God just forget to give us better teeth?') as he brings good brushing technique to Argentina courtesy of the DuBois Foundation for the Development of Dental Consciousness. Tending to priests, peasants and gangsters alike, he roams the land on his motorcycle and sidecar, gets chased by multiple Santa Clauses, falls for a woman on the run from her wedding, and finally declares: 'The world is collapsing! And I have an erection!' Put Day-Lewis and Winona Ryder together on screen and it never works out well for their characters (see also: The Age of Innocence). In Arthur Miller's by-the-book adaptation of his own ageless play about the Salem witch trials, Day-Lewis is the farmer John Proctor, who pays a heavy price for dallying with young Abigail (Ryder). It was through the making of the film, directed by Nicholas Hytner, that Day-Lewis first met Miller's daughter, Rebecca, whom he married at the end of 1996, and with whom he had two of his three children, including Ronan, co-writer and director of Anemone. Training under Barry McGuigan, Day-Lewis boxed twice a day, seven days a week, for nearly three years to prepare to play the IRA soldier who embraces his pugilist roots after serving 14 years in prison. More inflammatory is his rekindled romance with his teenage sweetheart, who happens to be another prisoner's wife, played by Emily Watson. In his third film for Jim Sheridan, Day-Lewis gives a hushed, coiled performance (he doesn't lose his rag until the 85-minute mark). It heralded his first retirement – after this, he didn't make another film for five years – but is not exactly what you'd call going out on a high. Central to the rise of Day-Lewis was the timing of this Merchant-Ivory adaptation of EM Forster's novel, which opened immediately after My Beautiful Laundrette. Hard to imagine a better illustration of his range than the back-to-back sight of the sensually swaggering Johnny in Laundrette and the uptight prig Cecil Vyse in Room. The moment when jilted Cecil stands with his shoe in his hand was all Day-Lewis's idea. 'If you take your shoes off in a situation in which you're vulnerable,' he said, 'you'll feel 10 times more vulnerable.' Spoken like the shoemaker he would eventually become during his first retirement. As Gerry Conlon, one of the Guildford Four who were wrongly convicted and imprisoned for the 1974 IRA pub bombing, Day-Lewis goes from impish troublemaker to broken wreck and finally folk hero. Terrific to see him sharing the screen again with Phil Davis: this time, Davis is a brute putting the screws on him in the interrogation room. And the scene in which Gerry brutally castigates his father, Giuseppe (Pete Postlethwaite), when the two of them are cooped up together in the same cell, remains blistering. Ultimately, this is a moral work rather than a cinematic one, and there is nothing much for Day-Lewis to play in the final hour but righteousness. Less a coherent movie than a string of eye-catching confrontations, Day-Lewis's second collaboration with Paul Thomas Anderson – and the catalyst for his second retirement – casts him as Reynolds Woodcock, a fastidious and imperious 1950s dressmaker. Fun though the standoffs are, especially Reynolds's hilariously disproportionate hissy fit after his asparagus is cooked in butter rather than oil and salt, the movie is little more than an arthouse Devil Wears Prada, with Day-Lewis in Meryl Streep mode and everyone else (bar Lesley Manville, superb as his indomitable sister) running scared. Day-Lewis won his third best actor Oscar for a mesmerising performance as the president trying to pass the 13th amendment, which outlawed slavery, as the civil war rages. Under Steven Spielberg's direction, he brings a lolling looseness to lines that sound as if they've only just occurred to him. A simple scene depicting Lincoln meeting wounded soldiers in hospital is rendered moving by the actor's unforced affability, his warming burr. His charisma makes you understand why the soldiers would get a kick simply from standing in his shadow. Nothing to do with Titanic, the Jack and Rose here are a father and daughter, played by Day-Lewis and Camilla Belle respectively, whose off-the-grid lifestyle is jeopardised when Jack's girlfriend (Catherine Keener) comes to stay, bringing her teenage sons (Paul Dano and Ryan McDonald). Under the direction of his wife, the novelist and film-maker Rebecca Miller, Day-Lewis exudes grumpy charm as the Scottish immigrant whose love for his daughter grows gradually suffocating and even unsavoury. Two years before he and Day-Lewis locked horns spectacularly on screen in There Will Be Blood, Dano comes off badly in their fracas in a treehouse. It was Dano's fine work here that prompted the senior actor to recommend him to Paul Thomas Anderson for that movie. Philip Kaufman's ambitious film of Milan Kundera's novel about the Prague Spring contains a lead performance for which Day-Lewis has expressed regret. Though the script was in English, he learned Czech but still found himself out of his depth as the priapic brain surgeon Tomas: 'It was something to do with language. The idea of speaking English with a Czech accent meant it wasn't coming from anywhere.' Accept that touch of inauthenticity and it's still possible to savour Day-Lewis's wry, carnivorous sexual magnetism, and the pitiful sight of Tomas's spirit being crushed by the political regime and the betrayals it demands. Other pluses: that mane of liquorice-coloured hair, and the actor's tingling rapport with Juliette Binoche and Lena Olin. It was Leonardo DiCaprio who coaxed Day-Lewis out of his first retirement during a stroll in Central Park. The young star's reward? To be comprehensively acted off the screen. As bullyboy William Cutting, aka Bill the Butcher, Day-Lewis isn't merely the dominant presence in Martin Scorsese's misshapen, mid-19th-century gangster thriller: he is its sole source of dynamism. In stove-pipe hat, flapping trenchcoat and with an American eagle printed on his glass eye, he looks like the Babadook's sleazy uncle, giving off strong proto-Trumpian energy as he decries 'the foreign hordes defiling' his land. There's also a nice Day-Lewis Cinematic Universe crossover when he strides through a crowd of anti-Lincoln protesters and lobs a knife that hits a portrait of the president he would portray a decade later. He also gets to describe Ireland, his real-life off-screen love, as 'an excrementous isle'. The method actor as matinee idol. Even those who haven't seen Michael Mann's stylish, swoon-worthy take on the James Fenimore Cooper novel will know the lengths to which Day-Lewis went to portray Hawkeye, adoptive son of a Mohican chief. He lived wild for weeks, ate only what he could hunt or forage, learned to load a rifle while running through the forest and built his own canoe. The North Carolina landscapes are ravishing, though they risk being upstaged by the magnificence of the actor's mighty brow and glossy tresses as he darts among the trees in slow-mo. Then there is that emphatic demand to Madeleine Stowe: 'Stay alive, no matter what occurs! I will find you!' Who could possibly disobey? Screenwriter Hanif Kureishi saw the influence of Clint Eastwood on Day-Lewis's minimalist performance as Johnny, the gay former thug who helps spruce up a London launderette. Director Stephen Frears thought he was more like Marlene Dietrich. The actor described it as 'the first film that I ever passionately wanted to do'. Hence the letter he wrote to Frears ('I know you think I come from a public-school background but I've got very nasty friends') in which he threatened to break the director's legs if he didn't give him the part. It worked. As did his brooding, funny, horny performance. A star was born right there among the suds. The critic Jonathan Romney floated the theory that Newland Archer, the elegant lawyer played by Day-Lewis in Martin Scorsese's rapturous adaptation of Edith Wharton's study of late-19th century New York mores, was a 'soul brother' to Jake La Motta in Raging Bull: 'He simply wears fancier gloves.' There is certainly a seam of cunning and coldness in Day-Lewis's performance, but there is boyish wonder too, especially in the gasping, enchanted laugh he lets slip whenever Countess Olenska (Michelle Pfeiffer) does something irreverent or iconoclastic. As Archer tries to expedite his marriage to her cousin May (Winona Ryder) in an attempt to quell his feelings for the countess, Day-Lewis strikes and sustains a note of tortured panache. Two contradictory things are true of Jim Sheridan's film about the artist and writer Christy Brown, who was born with cerebral palsy. One: there is no excuse for a disabled actor not to have been cast in the role. And two: Day-Lewis – who won his first Oscar for this – is astonishing in it. The first of three projects with Sheridan, this marked the beginnings of the Daniel Day-Loopy PR machine, as stories abounded of the lengths to which he went to stay authentically in character: never leaving his wheelchair, having to be carried over the cables on set, contorting his body so fiercely that he broke two ribs during filming. The movie hasn't endured as well as it might: it ends on a happy-ever-after with Brown's future-wife Mary Carr, who, it was later alleged by his biographer Georgia Louise Hambleton, isolated and abused him. The comedian Adam Riches once called Day-Lewis 'the greatest actor never to appear in anyone's favourite film'. Paul Thomas Anderson's awe-inspiring character-study-disguised-as-an-epic gives the lie to that quip. Speaking in the corroded rumble of John Huston's Noah Cross from Chinatown (another monstrous devourer of people and land alike), Day-Lewis is extraordinary as Daniel Plainview, a rapacious early-20th century Californian oil prospector. In a performance that can be summed up as long overcast periods interrupted by all hell breaking loose, usually with Paul Dano on the receiving end as the pipsqueak preacher who is Plainview's sole adversary, Day-Lewis doesn't make us like Plainview or even understand his cruelty, but we absolutely believe in him. And, as with all great monster movies, we are eager to see what he breaks next. After nearly three hours in his company, audiences are likely to develop a severe case of Stockholm syndrome.
Daily Mail
17-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
EDEN CONFIDENTIAL: Celebrated author Hanif Kureishi, 70, marries Italian 20 years his junior after he was confined to a wheelchair
His talent and appetite for mocking bourgeois pieties have been evident since his debut screenplay in 1984, My Beautiful Launderette, which earned him an Oscar nomination and propelled its star, Daniel Day-Lewis, to international attention. But finally, at the age of 70, Hanif Kureishi, whose first novel, The Buddha of Suburbia, managed to outrage his own sister, seems ready to embrace convention. This week, I can disclose, he married – for the first time – many years after fathering twin boys by one lover, Tracey Scoffield, and another son by Monique Proudlove, the younger woman for whom he abandoned Scoffield. Indeed, such is Kureishi's new-found enthusiasm for the institution of marriage, he talked about it in front of an audience at the British Library at the weekend while in conversation with author Monisha Rajesh. 'I have never tried it,' reflected Kureishi, speaking from the wheelchair to which he is now confined since breaking his neck in a fall in 2022. 'So I am going to try it on Monday. I am getting married in London in Hammersmith near my house so I can go round in my wheelchair.' His bride is Isabella d'Amico, an Italian 20 years his junior with whom he has shared his life since 2012. Unable to hold a pen, or a glass or 'fiddle with a phone or use a computer', Kureishi explained that there will always be three in the marriage – even when he and Isabella are at home, having supper. 'A full-time carer is sitting there with us, and she will be there every night forever,' reflected Kureishi, adding that the accident, and its consequences, continue to be 'mind-blowing and traumatic and painful to absorb. Isabella was saying last night I was asleep but screaming and shouting all night. The horror of what happened doesn't go away.' Revealing that his account of the accident and its aftermath, Shattered, is being turned into a film, Kureishi offered evidence that his trademark humour has survived. 'I wanted Brad Pitt to play me,' he told the audience, to laughter. 'They thought he was a bit young for the part.' What has 'really changed', Kureishi added, was his relationship with other people – a detail which might intrigue an ex-girlfriend who said that Kureishi's second screenplay, Sammy and Rosie Get Laid, ought to have been entitled: 'Hanif Gets Paid, Sally Gets Exploited'. The relationship, Kureishi said, 'became much deeper and my need became greater, and they responded to my need for love from them'. Let's hope that that includes his new Italian mother-in-law. Once, on the phone, she asked Kureishi what he was doing. Watching The Sopranos, came the reply – 'to learn about your people and their background...' Fearne gets her sparkle back partying in Ibiza Fearne Cotton, who announced her separation from her husband Jesse Wood earlier this year, is determined to recapture her youth. The 43-year-old TV presenter shared a series of vibrant snaps from the celebration on Instagram on Tuesday The former presenter, 43, has been enjoying 'relentless' revelling on the Spanish party island of Ibiza. 'My cup is full, and I need some sleep,' she wrote next to this photo with her hands in the air while wearing a sequin mini dress. Fearne, who prides herself on living a life dedicated to wellness, was seen kissing TV director Elliot Hegarty, 53, 11 weeks after announcing her break-up. They were said to have been secretly dating since January, after her split from Wood. Florence pours pints for punters Florence Pugh was spotted pouring pints for customers in a London pub last week, after the Oppenheimer star had appeared in a music video for pop star Yungblud. The actress, 29, can certainly afford a round or two. Newly published figures for the performing arts company into which she channels her earnings, Flo Pug, disclose that it made a £1.2 million profit in the year to last August. It takes accumulated earnings held by her in the business to £3.9 million. Monty Python star say's he 'doesn't need' royal honour Michael Palin accepted a knighthood, but his fellow Monty Python star John Cleese has rejected several honours. 'I simply don't need that sort of validation,' Cleese declares. 'It's enough for me to know that I've helped people through difficult times by making them laugh. 'They come home, turn on Fawlty Towers and the world doesn't seem quite so bleak. That's my reward.' He adds: 'Also, look at those men who have turned down awards and titles: David Bowie, Michael Frayn... I have respect for them.' What an honour for little Kidd! Model-turned-make-up artist Jemma Kidd and Marquess of Douror Arthur Wellesley ended their 16-year marriage in 2021, but they had something to reunite them this week: Their youngest was a Page of Honour to King Charles and Queen Camilla at the Order of the Garter service in Windsor. Alfred Wellesley, ten, helped carry the heavy train of King Charles's robe at the St George's Chapel service. Alfred's relations have strong links to the Windsors, shown yesterday by the presence of his grandparents, the Duke and Duchess of Wellington, in the Royal Procession at Ascot, alongside Princess Anne. Sir David wins out after a barny with his Cotswolds neighbours Newly knighted Sir David Beckham, October's guest editor of Country Life magazine, has won a row with his neighbours over plans for a barn at his £6 million Cotswolds estate. He and Victoria, or Lady Beckham, applied to West Oxfordshire District Council to build a 'storage barn for hay or straw and agricultural equipment', prompting some complaints from locals. Now, planners have provided a 'prior determination notification' which confirms that the former England footballer is permitted to build the barn. Ringo's small jibe at Daltrey After his chaotic departure from The Who – he was fired, reinstated and fired again – drummer Zak Starkey confirms his father, Sir Ringo Starr, is no fan of the band's frontman, Sir Roger Daltrey. Though Zak says he personally holds no grudges against the singer, knighted in the King's Birthday Honours, he claims Beatle Ringo said: 'I've never liked the way that little man runs that band.' Ringo is 5ft 7in to Roger's 5ft 5in.
News.com.au
12-06-2025
- Entertainment
- News.com.au
What really turns Hollywood stars into screen-shy hermits, as reclusive A-lister spotted on holiday
Making it in Hollywood is a dream for most actors, but a rare few choose to leave it all behind for a life in the shadows. This week, reclusive star Daniel Day-Lewis, 66, was spotted enjoying a holiday in Mallorca with his rarely seen wife Rebecca Miller. The Gangs Of New York star is understood to be travelling via speedboat to join a yacht with legendary filmmaker Steven Spielberg. Throughout the actor's career he regularly chose quietness and solitude over the glitz and glamour Hollywood had to offer. In a 2008 Daily Mail article, journalist Paul Scott said Daniel's 'most customary role' was 'as Hollywood's most reluctant – and increasingly strange – star'. He noted that the actor would drink alone in pubs, avoided eye contact and for the preceding 10 years lived a 'relatively reclusive existence locked away on a 50-acre estate' in County Wicklow, Ireland. In 2012 Daniel announced he was taking a break from acting – and after five years he returned for his final film Phantom Thread. That same year the actor announced his retirement; while he did not pinpoint one specific reason, he listed problems including work not seeming 'vital' or 'irresistible'. Since then dad-of-two Daniel's rarely been seen – but has noticeably ditched the wild, long hair he sported in 2023 in favour of a cropped do. Though he was encouraged by son Ronan to dip his toe back into the game last year, starring in his directorial debut Anemone, which the pair co-wrote. He's far from the only star to trade Tinseltown for a quieter life – and according to behavioural psychologist Emma Kenny, this can be due to them 'living an amplified life'. She told The Sun: 'Celebrities face the same challenges, emotions, and existential questions we all do, but under the relentless scrutiny of the public eye. 'While many relish the spotlight, some inevitably retreat from it, becoming recluses.' From the actor branded 'Hollywood's most reluctant star' to an 80s actor dubbed the 'next Jim Carrey', we look at the lives of some of the most reclusive living celebrities. Angus T Jones Two And A Half Men star Angus T Jones is unrecognisable from his role as Jake Harper on the hit US comedy. He's made a handful of rare public outings in Los Angeles over the past couple of years, now sporting a bushy beard and shaved head. It's been over a decade since the actor, who was paid up to $585,000 per episode, quit the show and swore off fame after being baptised by a Christian ministry called Forerunner Chronicles. Now 31, Angus has since urged fans 'stop watching' and 'filling your head with filth', claiming the show, which starred Charlie Sheen, was 'contributing to the enemy's plan'. Yasmine Bleeth Yasmine Bleeth was only meant to have a guest appearance on Baywatch – but she proved so popular with fans that producers kept her on for five years. She played Caroline Holden on the show and the exposure led her to be named in FHM 's 100 Sexiest Women in the World every year from 1996 until 2001. But at the same time, Yasmine's drug use was spiralling out of control and by 2000, she had checked into rehab for cocaine dependence. A year later she was sentenced to two years probation and 100 hours of community service after syringes filled with cocaine were found in her car after a near-fatal accident. Yasmine was fired from Baywatch and according to screenwriter Douglas Schwartz it was because she was 'not showing up' and had 'difficulties, again with men' due to her drug use. In 2012, he told Esquire: 'That's why we let Yasmine go off the show because it was too difficult to deal with her after a while.' Yasmine's final TV appearance was on Howard Stern On Demand 2006 and since then she has shunned the spotlight. The actress, now 56, has been pictured a few times since, usually while walking her dog in her pyjamas. Bridget Fonda Nineties star Bridget Fonda was a highly sought after actress thanks to impressive performances in Jackie Brown, The Godfather Part III and Scandal. She earned two Golden Globes and an Emmy for her scene-stealing portrayals before making her final acting appearance in the 2002 film Snow Queen. The following year, Bridget suffered a serious car crash that fractured her vertebrae, and has since largely stayed out of the spotlight. She got engaged in 2003 and two years later decided to quit Hollywood to become a full-time mum to her son with legendary composer Danny Elfman. Bridget has rarely been seen out since and in April 2023, when she was photographed at LAX airport, she cast doubt on any plans to return to acting. When asked if she wanted to be famous again, the now 61-year-old told paparazzi: 'No. I don't think so. It's too nice being a civilian.' Jack Nicholson Award-winning actor Jack Nicholson has starred in scores of Hollywood hits including The Shining, One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest and The Departed. In his heyday, he was labelled 'a man no woman could resist' and allegedly bedded 20,000 women including stars Sandra Knight, Joni Mitchell and Angelica Huston. But since his last film How Do You Know came out in 2010, Jack has led a considerably quieter life and insiders claim he has quit acting for good. A source told Radar: 'There is a simple reason behind his decision – it's memory loss, quite frankly… Jack has memory issues and can no longer remember the lines being asked of him.' They claimed the megastar, now 88, had no intention of 'retiring from the limelight or public life' – but in recent years, he's rarely been seen outside of his home. Until April 2023 – when Jack was pictured on the balcony of his Beverly Hills compound – he hadn't been seen publicly in 18 months. A friend told Radar: 'He's made it clear, his home is his castle. But people just wish he'd come out of the house and pop up to tell them how... or at least reassure folks he's OK.' They claimed Jack was 'in touch with certain relatives', including his 'protege' son Ray, but said 'his socialising days are long gone'. Jack, who used to be a regular at Los Angeles Lakers basketball games, now only shows up occasionally – including once in May 2023. Despite this, friends expressed their concern that he would 'die alone'. Greg Pead (aka Yahoo Serious) He was dubbed the 'next Jim Carrey' thanks to his comedy roles in 80s flick Young Einstein and his 1993 film Reckless Kelly, and appeared on the front cover of Time Magazine. But Australian actor Greg Pead, who's better known as Yahoo Serious, disappeared from the spotlight in the early Noughties, around the time he tried to sue the search engine Yahoo! for trademark infringement – and lost. Despite appearing in a short documentary film called In the Cannes in 2007, he continued to fade into obscurity. In 2007 he divorced his wife of 20 years, Lulu Pinkus. Now 71, Serious was evicted from his rental property in Sydney's Avalon Beach in 2020 for failing to pay rent for five months and was ordered to pay his landlords $15,000. It was then reported that he moved into the granny flat behind a home in Palm Beach belonging to a man called Charles Phillip Porter, who has dementia and is now living in a nursing home. Mr Porter allegedly let the former actor move in because he was living rough in his battered BMW Sedan, and when he was put into care, Serious moved into the main home. A tribunal heard how Serious then refused to leave when it emerged the three-bedroom property was to be sold to pay for Mr Porter's nursing home costs. He denied squatting, telling the Daily Telegraph in March: 'It will be a very complex thing, there's been advice by – he goes by Phillip – Phillip's lawyer has advised that I should stay in the property and be the caretaker.' He also revealed he had been 'very close to death' recently but is 'coming good' despite having trouble with 'recall of day to day things'. In an application filed to the New South Wales Civil and Administrative Tribunal (NCAT), Mr Porter's power of attorney, landlord Margaret Charlton, said he risks being removed from his current care facility if the home is unable to be sold.
Scottish Sun
10-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Scottish Sun
Extremely reclusive Hollywood star makes very rare public appearance with wife – can you guess who he is?
He was joining another film legend for a day out in the sun out & about Extremely reclusive Hollywood star makes very rare public appearance with wife – can you guess who he is? Click to share on X/Twitter (Opens in new window) Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) A RECLUSIVE Hollywood star has been spotted lapping up the sunshine with his rarely seen wife on a trip abroad. The 66-year-old actor appeared to be enjoying some downtime as he relaxed with his wife in Mallorca. Sign up for the Entertainment newsletter Sign up 6 Do you recognise this Hollywood star? Credit: Splash 6 He was spotted out and about with his wife Credit: Splash 6 It is Daniel Day Lewis and his wife Rebecca Credit: Getty Images - Getty But can you work out who he is? It is actor Daniel Day Lewis who was spotted with his wife Rebecca Miller at the Port of Andratx. The popular star was seen leaving a van by the port as he hopped into a speedboat with his wife. It is understood the couple were travelling via speedboat to join a yacht with legendary filmmaker, Steven Speilberg. The pair famously worked together on the 2012 historical drama movie, Lincoln. Daniel looked relaxed as he opted to cover up despite the Spanish sunshine. He wore a long beige coat with matching trousers and kept his eyes hidden behind a pair of dark shades. His wife Rebecca also appeared to keep things simple with a plain white t-shirt and a wide-brimmed hat. Daniel has famously kept a low-profile and retired from acting but was encouraged by his son to dip his toe back into the game last year. His son Roman convinced him to star in his directorial debut. Daniel Day-Lewis: The Triumphant Return The father and son duo wrote the screenplay together, with the film described as an "exploration of the relationships between fathers, sons and brothers, and the dynamics of familial bonds". Along with Daniel, the movie has an impressive cast which includes Sean Bean, Samantha Morton, Samuel Bottomley and Safia Oakley-Green. The triple Oscar-winner's last film was the 2017 movie, Phantom Thread, based on the fashion world of 1950s London. Announcing his retirement at the time, Daniel's representative said in a statement: "Daniel Day-Lewis will no longer be working as an actor. "He is immensely grateful to all of his collaborators and audiences over the many years. "This is a private decision and neither he nor his representatives will make any further comment on this subject." 6 He famously retired from acting Credit: Splash 6 Daniel is an Oscar winner Credit: Getty
