Miriam Hopkins: Southern Divinity
|Miriam Hopkins with her son, Michael.|
Tenn in Conversation
I spent a number of years obsessed with Miriam Hopkins. I carried her in my heart and in my memory. I would see her on streets and imagine her in particular situations. She occupied, for brief moments of time, the forms of Blanche and Amanda and then became what became Lady Torrance.
I loved her.
Difficult? I guess so. Not with me. She was every Southern divinity you could imagine. Smart and funny and elegant, and I kept looking for her in Joanne [Woodward], and Carrie Nye and Diane Ladd, but there was no one like her. No one.
I will hear nothing bad of Miriam Hopkins.