Shelley Duvall, star of The Shining and Nashville, dies aged 75
The cause of death was complications from diabetes, said her friend, the publicist Gary Springer.
Shelley Duvall – the Texas-born movie star whose wide-eyed, winsome presence was a mainstay in the films of Robert Altman and who co-starred in Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining – has died aged 75.
Duvall died on Thursday in her sleep at her home in Blanco, Texas, her long-time partner Dan Gilroy announced.
The cause of death was complications from diabetes, said her friend, the publicist Gary Springer.
“Too much suffering lately, now she’s free. Fly away beautiful Shelley.”
Duvall was attending junior college in Texas when Altman’s crew members, preparing to film Brewster McCloud, encountered her at a party in Houston in 1970. They introduced her to the director, who cast her and made her his protege.
“He offers me … good roles,” Duvall told The New York Times in 1977.
“None of them have been alike. He has a great confidence in me, and a trust and respect for me, and he doesn’t put any restrictions on me or intimidate me, and I love him. I remember the first advice he ever gave me: ‘Don’t take yourself seriously’.”
Duvall, gaunt and gawky, was no conventional Hollywood starlet. But she had a beguiling frank manner and exuded a singular naturalism. The film critic Pauline Kael called her the “female Buster Keaton”.
At her peak, Duvall was a regular star in some of the defining movies of the 1970s and 1980s. In The Shining, she played Wendy Torrance, who watches in horror as her husband, Jack (Jack Nicholson), goes crazy while their family is isolated in the Overlook Hotel.
It was Duvall’s screaming face that made up half of the film’s most famous image, along with Jack’s axe coming through the door.
But Duvall disappeared from movies almost as quickly as she arrived in them. By the 1990s, she began retiring from acting. Her last film role was in 2002’s Manna From Heaven.
Duvall retreated from public life. Earlier this year she gave her first interview in years.
“How would you feel if people were really nice, and then, suddenly, on a dime” — she snapped her fingers — “they turn on you?” Duvall told the Times.
“You would never believe it unless it happens to you. That’s why you get hurt, because you can’t really believe it’s true.”