Helen McCrory

Helen McCrory

  • Born: 1968-8-17
  • Birthplace: London, England, United Kingdom
  • Height: 5' 4" (1.63 m)
  • Profession: actor
  • Nationality: U.K
  • Representative Works: "Skyfall", "Hugo", Loving Vincent
  • Helen McCrory (Helen McCrory, August 17, 1968-April 16, 2021) was born in London, England, England, a British film and television actor [1]  .
    In 1994, he entered the film and television industry through his personal screen debut " Uncovered "; in 2001, starred in the drama war film " Charlotte Gray "; in 2011, starred in the adventure family film " Hugo " [2]  ; in 2012, starred in the action film " Skyfall " " [3]  ; In 2013, starred in the TV series "Blood Gangsters"; in 2017, starred in the animated film " Loving Vincent " [4]  .
    On the evening of April 16, 2021, according to Sina Entertainment , British actor Helen McCrory died of cancer at the age of 52. [8] 

    Performing Experience

    Helen McCrory starred in the movie " Uncovered " in 1994 and played Lola.
    In 2008, he participated in the movie " Flashbacks of a Fool " and played Peggy Tickell.
    In 2010, starred in Cherie Blair in the movie " The Special Relationship ". In the same year, he starred in the movie "Four Three Two One 4.3.2.1" and played Mrs. Jones.
    In 2011, starred in the movie " Hugo " and played Mama Jeanne   .
    In 2013, she starred in Polly in the TV series "Blood Gangster".

    Personal Life

    On July 4, 2007, he married his counterpart Damian Lewis and has two children   .
    On the evening of April 16, 2021, according to Sina Entertainment, British actor Helen McCrory passed away at the age of 52. 
    Extended Reading

    Enduring Love quotes

    • [last lines]

      Joe: I'm still... I still...

      Claire: Don't, Joey.

      Joe: I made it so complicated, and... And it doesn't need to be complicated. It's not complicated. It's really... I don't know what to say.

      Claire: Don't say anything... Don't say anything...

    • Joe: When we say we're in love, what does it mean? Could it be that this complex, dazzling, transformative feeling is just an illusion? Could it be just a trick? A trick played on us by nature just to make us fuck? We imagine that love is meaningful. But, could it in fact be... meaningless?