It wasn’t but a year ago when I saw her in New York, full of life and I wasn’t really sure what I would have said to her, had I the guts to go up and talk to her.
The Hollywood Reporter writes:
Natasha Richardson, who more than upheld her lineage as part of one of the great acting dynasties by establishing an eclectic career in film, TV and theater, where she earned a Tony in 1998 for her performance as Sally Bowles in “Cabaret,” died Wednesday in New York. She was 45.
Richardson suffered a head injury while taking a skiing lesson Monday at the Mont Tremblant resort north of Montreal. Although she initially showed no visible signs of injury, she developed a headache about an hour later and was taken first to a local hospital in Ste. Agathe, Quebec, and then was transferred to the Hopital du Sacre-Coeur de Montreal.
On Tuesday, she was transported to Lenox Hill Hospital in New York, where her family, including husband Liam Neeson and her mother, Vanessa Redgrave, gathered to keep vigil.
Alan Nierob, the Los Angeles-based publicist for Neeson, confirmed her death in a written statement that did not give details on the cause of death. Reports indicated that Richardson was removed from life support Wednesday.
Her death was announced Wednesday evening in New York by a spokesman for the family who said: “Liam Neeson, his sons and the entire family are shocked and devastated by the tragic death of their beloved Natasha. They are profoundly grateful for the support, love and prayers of everyone and ask for privacy during this very difficult time.”