Age: 50
female
Carice Anouk van Houten, born on September 5, 1976, is a Dutch stage and film actress. One of Europe's most celebrated actresses, Carice van Houten is perhaps best known as 'Melisandre' in the iconic TV show Game of Thrones, a performance for which she has been recognized with an Emmy Award nomination in 2019. Other projects include Paul Verhoeven's award-winning Black Book and Bryan Singer's Valkyrie opposite Tom Cruise and as Melisandre on Game of Thrones. Recent projects include Instinct and Temple, a TV show for Sky opposite Mark Strong, which has been picked up for a second season. Her Dutch-language feature Love Life, gained her further critical acclaim and broke box office records in her native Holland. Her next film Happy Housewive won her a record breaking 5th Golden Calf at The Netherlands Film Festival and was voted 'Best Dutch Actress of All Time' by the Dutch audience. Other awards include Best Actress for Black Butterflies at the Tribeca Film Festival and the Best Performance award for Instinct at the Les Arcs Film Festival 2019. Her credits include Juan Carlos Fresnadillo's Intruders and Bill Condon's The Fifth Estate, the Jesse Owens biopic, Race, with Jason Sudekis and Jeremy Irons and voiced a character in The Simpsons. She can also be seen in Brian de Palma's Domino and in Brimstone, opposite Dakota Fanning, Guy Pearce and Kit Harrington, and The Glass Room, with Claes Bang. She played a leading role in Halina Reijn's directorial feature debut Instinct, opposite Marwan Kenzari (Aladdin), which won the Variety Piazza Grande Award in Locarno Film Festival 2019. Instinct is the first outing for the Carice and Halina's production banner, Man Up.
From Davin to the Eternity Gate, this is the Heresy as it should have been—five to six serialized, slow-burn seasons of pure, uncut catastrophe, not a lore anthology or Primarch power-scaling parade, but the Great Crusade’s golden promise rotting from within as the Warmaster takes the knife, the virus bombs eat loyalist lungs on Istvaan III, Prospero’s libraries burn under a brother’s axe, Calth’s sun dies in betrayal, Nuceria drowns in Angron’s ascension, Fulgrim perfects himself into damnation, Mortarion sells his sons for Nurgle’s embrace, Perturabo grinds the Fists into spiteful dust, and the Khan rides alone toward a father who never deserved him—then the Siege, Dorn’s walls cracking, Sanguinius’s wings broken on the Vengeful Spirit, the Emperor and Horus annihilating each other’s souls in a room full of dead dreams, and the Imperium hauled onto the Throne not as victory but as a corpse that will never be allowed to die; this is the tragedy not of good versus evil but of love too late, truth too heavy, and loyalty repaid in ash, where every brother’s bond becomes a wound, every honor is buried in black sand, and the only ending is the slow, grinding realization that the golden age was already dead the moment the Emperor stopped being a father and started being a god.
