One of the Greatest Performing Artists of All Time

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问题                             One of the Greatest Performing Artists of All Time
    When she appeared on the screen without makeup, cosmetic sales in the United States declined. When she played a nun, convent enrollments increased. A fan walked a sheep all the way from Sweden to Rome as a gift for her. Letters were delivered to her addressed simply "Ingrid Bergman—London."
    One of the most glamorous women of our time, Ingrid was never anything but her supremely simple self: a stage -struck girl, who loved to gobble ice cream and walk in the min. She wanted to play every part, take every trip, give every party, drink every glass of champagne that life could offer. "I never regretted anything I did," she once said—"just the things I didn’t do."
    Ingrid lived successively in some of the world’s most interesting cities—Stockholm, Hollywood, Rome, Paris and Lon don—and played starring roles on stage, screen and television in five languages. She made 47 films and won three Oscars and an Emmy.
    She had a ferocious dedication to her work. "If you took acting away from me," she once claimed, "I’d stop breathing." When Ernest Hemingway told her she would have to cut off her hair for the role of Mafia in For Whom the Bell Tolls, she shot back, "To get that part, I’d cut my head off!" She would rehearse tirelessly until any hour of the night, begging to repeat a scene long after the director was satisfied. Once she even proposed that she live on the set until the filming was over.
    At the peak of her stardom, Ingrid insisted on taking screen tests and turned down offers to play the most important parts but accepted offers to play minor parts that were unusual or difficult. She fought for roles like the young bride on the edge of madness in Gaslight and the mousy Swedish missionary in Murder on the Orient Express(both brought her Academy Awards).
    Working as an actress who would replace Ingrid during her illness or injury meant never getting the chance to work. She broke her foot at the beginning of the American run of The Constant Wife and played the next five weeks in a wheel chair. No matter how ill she might be, she would say with a grin, "Dr. Stage will cure me" and there she always was when the curtain rose.
    From her earliest childhood in Stockholm, Ingrid never had a moment’s doubt about where she was going. At 14 she scribbled in her diary her dreams of starring in a movie opposite Sweden’s most popular actor—and five years later she was doing just that.
    Her luck was as ’phenomenal as her talent. In New York City, a Swedish couple praised a film of hers to their son, an elevator operator in the apartment building where one of film producer David Selznic’s young talent scouts lived. Six months later, Ingrid was on her way to Hollywood.
    One charming role followed another: the lonely piano teacher in Intermezzo; the passionate psychiatrist in Spellbound, the baseball-playing nun in The Bells of St. Mary’s. Within a few years, she was one of American’s most popular film stars and a top draw at the world’s box office.
    Then, one night in 1948, Ingrid went to see Open City, a realistic movie of wartime Rome produced and directed by Roberto Rossellini. Drawn to Roazellini’s stormy genius—"I think I fell in love with Roberto the moment I saw the film," Ingrid confided to me later, she impulsively wrote and offered to make a movie with him.
    Ingrid flew to Rome—and stayed for seven years. Still married to Petter Lindstrom, she bore Rossellini a child, causing public outrage. And Ingrid was reviled on the floor of the U.S. Senate as unworthy to "set foot on American soil again."
    Transformed overnight into box-office poison, Ingrid found her Hollywood career in ruins. The films she made with Rossellini were largely failures—and so, in the end, was their marriage.
    In 1956 the clouds finally broke when Ingrid played the fictional surviving daughter of the last Czar of Russia in Anastasia. Her fascinating performance won her an Oscar.
    Subsequently, Sen. Charles H. Percy read into the Congressional Record a nation’s apologetic tribute to her:" One of the world’s loveliest, most talented women was made the victim of a bitter attack in this Chamber twenty-two years ago. To the American public she will always hold a place in our hearts as one of the greatest performing artists of our time. Miss Bergman is not only welcome in America, we are deeply honored by her visits here."
    Ingrid’s performances, like her life, seemed to flow with utter candor from her innermost nature. "When she went on stage," her onetime co-star Joss Ackland said, "it was as natural as a housewife walking into her kitchen".
    But she also concerned herself with serious matters. In 1958, Ingrid had made a film called The Inn of the Sixth Happiness, the story of a British missionary who rescued hundreds of Chinese children during World War II and founded an orphanage in Taiwan. Some years later, Ingrid made a trip to the orphanage. Moved by the plight of the children, she poured lavish doses of that Bergman energy into raising funds in Europe and America for the orphanage.
    Not even the cancer that struck Ingrid in 1973 could stifle her spirit or sap her energy. As long as there, were some good times to be had or some work to be done, she faced each day with heartbreaking courage.
    For a long time, even those of us who were close to her had no idea how sick she really was. "When we were working, she wanted us to share only her joys," Wendy Hiller recalled," never her misery."
    Against all odds, she was determined to take on the role of the late Israeli Prime Minister Golda Meir in a grueling four-hour television biography. "Time is shortening." she admitted. "But every day that I challenge this cancer and survive is a victory for me."
    Ingrid barged into the project with all her old energy. She traveled around Israel and interviewed those who had known Golda Meir intimately. She spent hours studying old newsreels to master Golda’s mannerisms.
    During the filming, Ingrid was in constant pain from her arm, which had to be put in torturous traction every night. When the long, final close-up came around, a tearful Ingrid knew it was the last time she would face her beloved camera. Her stunning portrayal won her a 1982 Emmy.
    Ingrid never once gave up the dignity of hope. Only days before her death, she was considering new parts. She gave me a last present of a ticket to the Edinburgh International Festival and, I wept to discover, had arranged a place for herself as well—though we both knew it was a trip she would never make.
    She died on August 29, 1982, her 67th birthday—but not before she had one last sip of champagne.
    For many film-goers Ingrid will always be alive—with Gary Cooper in the snowy Spanish mountains or with Cary Grant in spy-filled Rio. But perhaps the role that most vividly conjures up her haunting face is that of Ilsa Lurid in Cusablanca. There, forever, is Ingrid standing by the piano, murmuring, "Sam, play it once for old time’s sake"; smiling wistfully at Humphrey Bogart’s toast "Here’s looking at you, kid"; making her anguished farewell on that foggy airfield.

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答案 A

解析 通读全文可知文章主要介绍了英格丽.褒曼的演艺生涯,字里行间都流露出对英格丽.褒曼对表演事业的执著精神的高度赞扬,故此判断正确。
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