Ha fallecido en el día de ayer el actor Javier Manrique a los 56 años.
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Ha fallecido en el día de ayer el actor Javier Manrique a los 56 años.
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la actriz Diane Keaton ha fallecido a los 79 años, así lo anunció la revista People.
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DEP, una grandísima actriz y todo un icono que marcó a toda una generación con su look.
Ha fallecido la actriz y directora norteamericana Diane Keaton a los 79 años por causas aun desconocidas.
Con una larga carrera, fue musa de Woody Allen y participó en muchas de sus películas como Annie Hall(por la que ganó un Óscar) , Manhattan,interiores, sueños de un seductor, el dormilón, días de radio o misterioso asesinato en Manhattan, además de otras películas como la trilogía del padrino, Rojos , buscando al señor Goodbard, el club de las primeras esposas , crímenes del corazón, mrs Soffel, la chica del tambor, la habitación de Marvin y un largo etc.
Era cálida , divertida, simpática, atractiva, excéntrica y chispeante, pero también podía ser más introspectiva y melancólica .
Una grandísima perdida en la historia del cine y una de las actrices mas destacadas de su generación.
Descansa en paz, Diane.
Una gran, gran perdida. Tuvo papeles icónicos en los años setenta y ochenta.
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Descanse en paz…
Me he quedado "viudo". Se fue Annie Hall. Algo de mi yo auténtico ha muerto hoy. Descanse en paz, tanto Diane Keaton como sus personajes.
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Gran actriz, creo que de alguna manera no lo suficientemente valorada.
En Rojos de Warren Beatty hace un papelón increíble. O en Interiores de Allen.
Ya la estoy extrañando :bigcry. Descanse en paz.Cita:
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Descansa en paz Diane Keaton. Pena que en los últimos años haya abundado en películas de muy dudosa calidad. Para mí siempre será Kay, Annie Hall, Louise Brandy...
Francis Ford Coppola sobre Robert Redford:
When I was still a UCLA film student I was lucky enough to get hired by the Sanders Bros. for their first feature film WAR HUNT as a production assistant. It was my job to pick up one of the film’s actors, ROBERT REDFORD (in his movie debut) in Malibu and take him to Topanga Canyon on the back of my Lambretta motor scooter, to the shooting. Mr. Redford was an amiable sort, willing to ride on the back of my scooter up the windy roads. I remember at one steep turn, I avoided an oncoming car and both of us landed in a field. As I said, Redford was a most amiable sort and we dusted ourselves off, climbed back onto the scooter and continued on our way.
Throughout my life and career from that point on, Robert Redford was a most kind and generous person to me. I remember when he was hired on THE WAY WE WERE, he asked me to help out on a rewrite. The producer Ray Stark asked if I’d do it gratis or for some furniture… I suggested two 1st class tickets to Rio de Janeiro, which were given to me. The best scene I came up with was when Barbra Streisand’s character calls Redford up and says she was calling her ‘best friend’ to tell him about how her heart was breaking, and he was her best friend.
Later, he asked me to do a quick rewrite on Jack Clayton’s remake of THE GREAT GATSBY in two weeks, the same weeks before THE GODFATHER came out. My whole life really was spent in admiration for the classy, talented and brilliant Robert Redford. The great work he did as a director. The amazing show of concentration in his one-actor masterpiece ALL IS LOST… so many great films and performances… ORDINARY PEOPLE, THE MILAGRO BEANFIELD WAR, and on and on. But most importantly: Robert Redford was an intelligent, sincere and overwhelmingly good person and we all have lost a truly great one!
Y sobre Diane Keaton:
Words can’t express the wonder and talent of Diane Keaton. Endlessly intelligent, so beautiful. From her earliest performances in “Hair” and throughout her amazing career, she was an extraordinary actor. I saw her in the film “Lovers and Other Strangers” and knew I had to have her play Kay in The Godfather, (which she told me she based on my wife Ellie) and her wonderful work in “Annie Hall” while simultaneously setting a new fashion trend. Everything about Diane was creativity personified.
Que descanse Diane Keaton, gran actriz y, aparentemente, una persona interesante y buena gente.
Nos ha dejado Drew Struzan.
Terrible pérdida.
El mejor en lo suyo. En paz descanse, maestro. E infinitas gracias por tu talento.
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De cuando los poster eran OBRAS DE ARTE y no cabezas flotantes pegadas. Descanse en paz, maestro
Lo de Struzan es duro, legendaria su obra ya perdura en la mente de aquellos que gozamos de aquellas portadas en los videoclubs.
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No recuerdo año con semejantes pérdidas como las de este.
Struzan ha decorado las habitaciones de muchos de nosotros, yo tengo colgado el precioso poster del Final Cut de Blade Runner.
Hasta siempre, Drew R.I.P.
No sólo hizo carteles...
DEP.
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Descanse en paz, Drew Struzan :(
Gran artista y cartelista.
De los mejores en lo suyo, pocos carteles de cine recuerdo tan icónicos como los suyos.
Descanse en paz.
Me acabo de enterar. Para mi, el mejor haciendo posters y ese en concreto es de los más legendarios, amén de mi avatar. DEP.Cita:
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Woody Allen, sobre Diane Keaton:
It’s grammatically incorrect to say “most unique,” but all rules of grammar, and I guess anything else, are suspended when talking about Diane Keaton. Unlike anyone the planet has experienced or is unlikely to ever see again, her face and laugh illuminated any space she entered.
I first laid eyes on her lanky beauty at an audition and thought, If Huckleberry Finn was a gorgeous young woman, he’d be Keaton. Fresh out of Orange County, she flew to Manhattan to act, got a job as a coat check girl, and was hired for a small part in the musical Hair, in which she eventually had the lead.
Meanwhile, David Merrick and I were auditioning actresses in the Morosco Theatre for my play Play It Again, Sam. Sandy Meisner taught an acting class and told Merrick about an up-and-coming actress who was amazing. She came in and read for us and knocked us both for a loop. A small glitch was that she appeared to be taller than me, and we didn’t want that to figure in the jokes. Like two schoolkids, we stood back-to-back on the stage of the Morosco and measured. Fortunately we were the same height, and Merrick hired her.
For the first week of rehearsal we never spoke a word to one another. She was shy, I was shy, and with two shy people things can get pretty dull. Finally, by chance we took a break at the same moment and wound up sharing a fast bite at some Eighth Avenue joint. That was our first moment of personal contact. The upshot is that she was so charming, so beautiful, so magical, that I questioned my sanity. I thought: Could I be in love so quickly?
By the time the show opened in Washington, D.C., we were lovers. About then, I showed her my first film privately and prepared her for what a mess it was, how awful, a total failure. She sat through Take the Money and Run and said the movie was very funny and very original. Her words. Its success proved her correct and I never doubted her judgment again. I showed her every film I made after that and grew to care only about her appraisals.
As time went on I made movies for an audience of one, Diane Keaton. I never read a single review of my work and cared only what Keaton had to say about it. If she liked it, I counted the film as an artistic success. If she was less than enthusiastic, I tried to use her criticism to reedit and come away with something she felt better about. By then we were living together and I was seeing the world through her eyes. She had huge talent for comedies and drama, but she could also dance and sing with feeling. She also wrote books and did photography, made collages, decorated homes, and directed films. Finally, she was a million laughs to be around.
For all her shyness and self-effacing personality, she was totally secure in her own aesthetic judgment. Whether she was criticizing a movie of mine or a play of Shakespeare’s, she held both to the same standard. If she felt Shakespeare had gone wrong—it didn’t matter who or how many sang his praises, it was her own feeling that she went with, and she didn’t hesitate to put the knock on the Bard.
Her fashion sense was a sight to behold, of course. Her sartorial concoctions rivaled the contraptions of Rube Goldberg. She put together clothing that defied logic but always worked. In later years, her look became more elegant.
During the few years we lived together, she taught me so much. Example: Before I met her I never heard of bulimia. We’d go to Knicks games and after to Frankie and Johnnie’s for a steak. She’d put away a sirloin, hash browns, marble cheesecake, and coffee. Then we’d get home, and moments later she’d be toasting waffles or packing a huge taco with pork. I would stand there, stunned. This slim actress ate like Paul Bunyan. Only years later when she wrote a memoir did she describe her eating disorder, but when I was experiencing it, I could only think I’d never seen anyone eat like that outside of a documentary on whales.
An interesting point: For all her genius and insight into theater and art (she collected paintings and was an early proponent of Cy Twombly), Diane Keaton was a hick, a rube, a hayseed. I should’ve realized it from the start. When I first dated her, I would look into her eyes over candlelight and tell her how beautiful she was. She would stare back and say, “Honest Injun?” Honest Injun? Who speaks like that unless you’re in an Our Gang comedy?
And then there was the time she had me meet her family at Thanksgiving in her Orange County house. Her mom and dad, her sister and brother, Grammy Keaton and Grammy Hall (Grammy?), and an odd little man unaccounted for who had gotten the turkey free from his union. After dinner and talk of swap meets and garage sales, the table was cleared and pennies were given out while everyone, including me, sat around and played penny poker. We played five- and seven-card stud but the stakes were for pennies.
At the time I was a big poker fan and was used to fairly large games with strong disciplined players, so here I am betting and bluffing and intimidating Grammy Hall and Grammy Keaton out of 10-cent pots. Keaton, the actress daughter, is playing and betting viciously as if each hand were for a thousand dollars. I wound up the big winner, clearing about 80 cents. I don’t think the Grammys ever wanted me back. They thought I was hustling them.
This was Keaton’s world, her people, her background. It was amazing that this beautiful yokel went on to become an award-winning actress and sophisticated fashion icon. We had a few great personal years together and finally we both moved on, and why we parted only God and Freud might be able to figure out.
She went on to date a number of exciting men, all of them more fascinating than I was. I went on to keep trying to make that great masterpiece that I am still struggling with when I last looked. I kidded Keaton that we’d wind up—she like Norma Desmond, me like Erich von Stroheim, once her director, now her chauffeur. But the world is constantly being redefined, and with Keaton’s passing it is redefined once again. A few days ago the world was a place that included Diane Keaton. Now it’s a world that does not. Hence, it’s a drearier world. Still, there are her movies. And her great laugh still echoes in my head.
Al Pacino, sobre Diane Keaton:
I am deeply saddened by Diane Keaton’s passing.
When I first heard the news, I was shaken. Diane was my partner, my friend, someone who brought me happiness and on more than one occasion influenced the direction of my life. Though over thirty years has past since we were together, the memories remain vivid, and with her passing, they have returned with a force that is both painful and moving.
She lived without limits, and everything she touched carried her unmistakable energy. She opened doors for others, inspired generations and embodied a once-in-a-lifetime gift that radiated through her work and her life.
On screen, she was magnetic — lightning and charm, hurricanes and tenderness. She was a wonder. Acting was her art, but it was only one of the many ways she expressed her imagination and creativity.
People will miss her, but more than that, they will remember her. She left a mark that cannot fade. She was unstoppable, resilient and above all, deeply human.
I will always remember her. She could fly — and in my heart, she always will.
Murió Ace Frehley, guitarrista original de Kiss
Descansa en paz, Spaceman :bigcry
Ha fallecido la actriz británica Samantha Eggar a los 86 años.
Magnifica , sensible, y elegante Actriz de una larga trayectoria, destacó sobre todo en los 60s y 70s con títulos como "el coleccionista", " el extravagante doctor Doolitle", "apartamento para 3", " odio en las entrañas", "el faro del fin del mundo" o "Cromosoma 3".
Descanse en paz.
Ha fallecido Klaus Dolinger, que fue compositor habitual de Wolfgang Petersen en El Submarino y La Historia Interminable, además de ser un compositor de jazz durante sus primeros años en Alemania.
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Llevo un rato con estos dos temas en bucle. Descanse en paz maestro
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Es alucinante como escuchar algo te vienen recuerdos de infancia... hay pistas que se quedan en el recuerdo por siempre... con esas dos pistas vienen a la mente tanto la Emperatriz Infantil como Atreyu y Bastian a lomos de Artax y Fuyur...
Una pena... junto a Morricone, otro que nos deja que ha formado parte de nuestra vida.
Samantha Eggar nos deja poco después de Terence Stamp, ambos reconocidos por la obra maestra de William Wyler El coleccionista. Supuso su salto a Hollywood apareciendo en clásicos como Apartamento para tres, Dr. Doolitte, Odio en las entrañas, Elemental Mr. Freud o La la luz del fin del mundo.. Quedó relegada a la televisión pero aún destacó como una madre devorada por el odio en la imprescindible Cromosoma 3 de Cronenberg. Una de mis pelirrojas favoritas con permiso de Julianne Moore y Nicole Kidman. DEP.
Ha fallecido, a los 70 años de edad, Björn Johan Andrésen, el chico sueco guapo de "Muerte en Venecia".
Desconozco la causa de la muerte, D.E.P..
En los últimos días han fallecido el actor Sueco Bjorn Andresen a los 70 años y la actriz británica Prunella Scales a los 93 años.
Andresen participó en películas como Midsommer o el chico más bello del mundo, pero siempre será recordado como Taslo, el joven italiano idealizado del que se enamora platónicamente el escritor protagonista de Muerte en Venecia, de Visconti.
Prunella Scales era una actriz británica con más de 60 años de carrera en cine, teatro y TV. Participo en películas como el déspota, un lugar en la cumbre o regreso a Howards End, pero su papel más conocido fue el de Sybyll, esposa de Basil Fawlty (John Cleese) , en la popularísima y legendaria serie de comedia británica Fawlty Towers. Con un don especial para la comedia, era una actriz muy versátil y también brillo en drama.
Descansen en paz .
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Me encanta Fawlty Towers, lamento que haya fallecido la actriz.
D.E.P.
Justo el día del cumpleaños de John Cleese.Cita:
Iniciado por Alvy Singer
DEP.
También falleció recientemente June Lockhart , actriz norteamericana, a los 100 años.
Superviviente del Hollywood dorado, y con una carrera de más de 80 años, participo en films como Cita en San Louis , Cuento de navidad, sargento York, el cielo y tú o she wolf from London, pero es más conocida por tres papeles, ya que solía interpretar a la madre de la familia protagonista de las aventuras de la perra Lassie tanto en cine como en TV, y también fue Maureen Robinson , la madre de la famila protagonista de la mítica serie de ciencia ficción perdidos en el espacio, además de una de las protagonistas habituales de la no menos mítica serie viaje al fondo del mar.
Descanse en paz.
Ha fallecido Tchéky Karyo, a los 72 años
Para muchos, quizás de los rostros duros del cine francés, desde villanos hasta personajes de aura misteriosa (el agente Bob en Nikita), pero con un bagage con gente con Costa-Gravas u Godard
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DEP, Nostradamus.