Martin Donovan

Martin Donovan

  • Born: 1957-8-19
  • Birthplace: Reseda, California, U.S.
  • Height: 6' 1" (1.85 m)
  • Profession: Actor, screenwriter, director
  • Nationality: America
  • Representative Works: Level 1 alert, strategic secret service group, Hard Choices
  • Martin Donovan (Martin Donovan), born on August 19, 1957 in Resida, California, USA, is an American film and television actor, director, and screenwriter [1]  . His main works include " Hard Choices " and so on.

    Early Experience

    On August 19, 1957, he was born in Resida, California, USA. He is one of the four children of the Smith family. He is from the old religion and has Irish and German descent. I studied at Los Angeles Pierce College for two years, and then in Los Angeles, a joint theater troupe called American Theater Arts   .

    Performing Experience

    In 1984, starred in his first movie "Hard Choices" and played the supporting role Josh in the film   .

    Personal Life

    In 1984, he married actress Vivian Ranko and had two sons. They lived in New York for many years before moving to Vancouver, Canada   .
    Extended Reading
    • Imogene 2022-07-08 17:32:44

      The Privilege and Pain of the Outsider - A Bit of Feelings Are Not a Film Critic

          I never write film reviews, I only talk about my feelings with my friends, thinking about the creator's method, and sharing it with my friends. However, asking me to use the rational tool of words to dissect those works makes me feel like dissecting a soul with a scalpel. And the writers who...

    • Briana 2022-07-08 22:34:01

      some favorite details

      1. A voyeuristic perspective. Onegin met Tatyana for the first time, and through the window he saw Tatyana come to his uncle's house to return a book. Onegin went to Tatyana’s house as a guest. Onegin picked up a piece of silverware in the living room to play with, and in the mirror saw Tatyana who...

    Onegin quotes

    • Evgeny Onegin: [writing to Tatyana] I can forsee the bitter scorn blazing at me from your proud eyes when you have read my secret sorrow. When we first met, through chance, I saw tenderness like a shooting star but did not dare to put my faith in it. Then Lensky fell, which parted us til further. Then I tore my heart away from everything I loved, rootless, estranged from all, I thought that liberty and peace would serve instead of happiness. My God, how wrong I was. How I have been punished. No, day by day to be with you, follow you everywhere, alive to every smile, each movement of your eyes, to dwell upon you soul's perfection, listen to your voice and grow faint with yearning. That is bliss and I'm cut off from it. My time is short, each day and hour is precious yet I just drag myself around in boredom. Everyday a desert unless when I wake up I know the day will bring a glimpse of you. If you but knew the flames that burn in me, which I attempt to beat down with my reason, but let it be. I cannot struggle against my feelings anymore, I am entirely in your will.

    • Evgeny Onegin: When will the devil take me?