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Damian and Helen Attend the Play ‘The Hunt’ – July 17, 2019

An Evening at the Theatre

by Gingersnap | damian-lewis.com | July 17, 2019

Pictured with Abbiegail. Photo source: Twitter @alanj555

Both Damian and Helen attended a star-studded night at The Hunt playing at the Almeida Theatre in London on Wednesday, July 17, 2019. The play is described as:

“We are a small community. The happiness of our children is everything. Our hopes and dreams rest in these tiny souls. In a small town in northern Denmark, the children celebrate Harvest Festival. In the forest by the water the men of the lodge stand naked in the cold. This is their country. This is their song. In the shadows a lonely child gives a strange man her heart. The hunt begins.”

The play runs until August 3, 2019. For ticket information, click here.

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Who’s the Smiliest Thespian Couple? – Feb 28, 2018

When Damian Lewis and Helen McCrory Are Together, They’re Positively Beaming

by Lucy Kenny | Popsugar | February 28, 2018

Source: Getty Images – Photo by Steve Parsons

So long as Damian Lewis and Helen McCrory are in the same room, there are sure to be smiles. The British couple, who married in July 2007 and are parents to daughter Manon and son Gulliver, no doubt have one happy home, residing in North London. The Homeland actor and Peaky Blinders actress originally met in 2003, when the pair starred in Five Gold Rings at London’s Almeida Theatre. Director Michael Attenborough described the couple’s chemistry on stage “like directing a fire.” In honour of their fiery love, and recent Fashion Week appearances, keep reading for their sweetest public moments.

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Vogue Archive: No Place Like Homeland – Jan 20, 2015

Damian Lewis and Helen McCrory British Vogue Interview

by Staff | British Vogue | January 20, 2015

“Do you know, I think you might wear a suit better than any man I’ve ever met.” In the intimate and strangely forbidden confines of a lift at the National Theatre, Helen McCrory’s heavily made-up hazel eyes are drinking in her husband’s tall, tailored frame.

“Thank you,” he replies, faintly awkwardly, looking down at the same Tom Ford tuxedo he wore to accept the best actor Emmy award only last month. “Does this mean you want me to do all the washing-up for a week?”

A gypsy laugh bubbles up from deep inside McCrory’s tiny dancer’s body.

“No, my darling, of course not! Just the bedtime stories…”

It’s a rare day of togetherness and, despite a stoic, unwaveringly professional determination to get the photographs absolutely right – freezing winter winds notwithstanding – Mr and Mrs Damian Lewis are enjoying every minute of this short holiday from work and the parenting of their two children, Manon, six, and Gulliver, five. Curling herself into her husband, McCrory locks eyes with him as he puts a protective hand between her shoulder blades and gently rubs her slender back. They seem in a little world of their own on the top of Waterloo Bridge, talking quietly and constantly to each other, oblivious to both the photographer’s lens and the gawping Londoners who keep falling into the traffic in their astonishment at getting a real-life Homeland fix in the middle of the week.

When one frazzled woman with a pushchair stops dead in her tracks between the couple and the camera and stares, open-mouthed, at the nation’s favourite redhead as if he were a painting, they laugh tolerantly until she manages to pull herself together. This, after all, is their reality. And, for a couple who were recently invited to a state dinner for David Cameron at the White House and were sat not, as they had suspected, somewhere “between the kitchens and the loo” but on President Obama’s table, nothing is terribly surprising. “He did, yes. Yes, he did. He did say it was his favourite programme,” Lewis later admits, between hungry mouthfuls of chicken stew and gulps of red wine in a nearby South Bank brasserie.

Continue reading Vogue Archive: No Place Like Homeland – Jan 20, 2015

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Knickers in the post and the rather racy past of the hottest Brit in Hollywood, Daily Mail, January 18, 2013

Knickers in the post and the rather racy past of the hottest Brit in Hollywood

Those weary souls, trudging through Heathrow after emerging, blinking, from the Los Angeles red-eye, rarely cut the most hale and hearty of figures.

But if a touch of the leading man gloss appeared to have come off Damian Lewis as he exhaustedly navigated the arrivals hall earlier this week, he had a good excuse.
Continue reading Knickers in the post and the rather racy past of the hottest Brit in Hollywood, Daily Mail, January 18, 2013

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Soldiering on: Damian Lewis in Homeland, The Telegraph, February 4, 2012

Soldiering on: Damian Lewis in Homeland

After his breakthrough 10 years ago in Band of Brothers, Damian Lewis’s finest work has been for television, his latest role that of a US Marine held captive for eight years

Damian Lewis in Homeland

Photo: Channel 4
Damian Lewis opens our conversation with a sheepish mention of his ardent admirers. ‘I’ve a set of fans who call themselves – you’re not allowed to laugh – Damian Bunnies.’ Their name seems to be a reference to those other copper-top characters, the Duracell Bunnies. They have been following him since his 2001 breakthrough in Steven Spielberg’s acclaimed Second World War series Band of Brothers, ‘and they’re absolutely lovely. In the end, I realised they knew so much about me, I let two of them run a fan site.’