Salma Hayek Pinault is a Mexican-American actress, producer, and director. She rose to fame in the late 1990s with her roles in films like Desperado and From Dusk Till Dawn. Hayek has since gone on to star in numerous movies, including Frida, for which she was nominated for an Academy Award. However, for a long time, she was blocked from acting in comedy movies, and recently, she explained why.
The actress wasn’t allowed to explore her comedic side because she was “too hot.”
Salma Hayek recently shared with the media that she had been kept from starring in comedies for nearly 2 decades by Hollywood because she was considered ’too hot’ for the genre. Despite appearing in romantic comedies like Fools Rush In and Breaking Up, she struggled to land roles in this genre: “I was typecast for a long time,” she says. “My entire life, I wanted to do comedy and people wouldn’t give me comedies. Not only are you not allowed to be smart, but you were not allowed to be funny in the ’90s.”
Thanks to Adam Sandler, she got her chance.
Salma mentioned that she was unable to get roles in traditional comedies until 2010’s Grown Ups, and that Adam Sandler gave her the opportunity to be funny in the film. However, she also noted that she was already in her forties by that time.
Salma Hayek played the role of Roxanne Chase-Feder in the movie. Roxanne is the wife of Lenny Feder, played by Adam Sandler. She is a caring mother and a supportive wife who helps Lenny navigate the challenges of parenting and adult life. Hayek’s performance in the film was praised for its warmth and humor.
Despite past regrets, Hayek is now happy to be where she is.
After being undermined and limited to certain types of roles for so long, Salma Hayek Pinault was able to let go and see the shallowness of that world. Although she was sad about it at the time, she is now doing every genre and is not focusing on the past. She says that she is now in a place where her appearance is not the only thing appreciated and that she has earned respect from people that really matter, so she feels seen beyond that.
If you are a fan of Salma Hayek just like we are, get a glimpse into her personal life and read about her motherhood, marriage, success story, and her secret to aging gracefully.
Preview photo credit ANGELA WEISS/AFP/East News, From Dusk Till Dawn / Dimension Films and co-producers
As I was about to drive my wife in labor to the hospital, I received a call saying my mother was passing away
Just as my wife’s water broke, I got a call from my mother’s nurse, and she told me my mom was dying. I was torn and forced to make a difficult decision.
The day Debra found out she was pregnant was one of those days that I will cherish for the rest of my life. We had cried together, unable to believe that we were going to have a baby home soon, and I promised Debra I’d be an amazing dad.
Debra and I had waited to become parents for a long time. We were one of those miracle couples who conceived after going through tons of failed fertility treatments and doctors telling us there was no chance.
“We’ll be the best parents to him, darling,” I told Debra one night. “I can’t wait to hold our baby in my arms.”
“I know, honey,” she’d said, smiling. I gently kissed her baby bump and promised Debra I’d always be by her side.
Debra had always been very anxious about the pregnancy due to the complications, and I had told her I would be there for her, so there was no need to worry.
Little did I know fate would plunge me into a situation where I’d have to choose between her and my mom while was in labor…
I still get chills when I recall that day. It started as a beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly, and nothing seemed wrong with the outside world. I was preparing breakfast in the kitchen because Debra wasn’t feeling well that morning.
I quickly assembled a breakfast plate for her, and I went to call her for breakfast. As I entered our bedroom, I saw she was leaning against the wall with one hand, clutching her baby bump and breathing heavily.
“Honey, are you okay?” I dashed to her, worried. “Should I call the doctor?”
“Gordon…my water…it…it broke,” she whispered heavily, and that’s when I noticed the floor beneath her. It was wet. “Take me to the hospital, Gordon…Please!” she cried.
“Jesus!” I panicked. “I’ll get the car started. Just hang on a sec, honey.”
I ran to our car, grabbing the keys from the bowl on the living room shelf. I opened the car door, then rushed back inside to help Debra.
“Don’t worry, honey. We’ll reach the hospital in no time. Okay, we’ve got this.” I was comforting her as her labor pains began. I was terrified and nervous. I was praying everything would be fine.
After we made it to the car and Debra got inside, I locked her door and rushed to take my seat. Then my phone rang. It was my mom’s nurse, Marla, calling me. My mother had been diagnosed with a progressive cardiac condition, and due to her illness, she was confined to bed rest.
Worried, I answered the phone, and Marla’s voice on the other end of the line broke me from inside.
“Gordon,” she said in a weak voice. “Your mom… She had a heart attack, so I took her to the hospital. The doctors say there is little hope she’ll make it… Your mother is dying. I think you should be here as soon as you can.”
“Jesus, Jesus!” I exhaled a sigh. Why was everything happening at the same time? I was ripped to shreds and didn’t know what to do. On the one hand, there was Debra, who was in labor, and on the other, there was my mother.
I went inside the car, tears in my eyes, and told Debra everything. I couldn’t hide it from her, anyway. She saw my face and asked me what was wrong. And I blurted everything out.
“Mom is dying, honey. She had a heart attack, and Marla’s asking me to be there as soon as possible. I am so nervous. I – I don’t know what to do….”
“Honey,” Debra said. “Call a taxi. I’ll go by myself…”
“What?” I was taken aback. “No, we can’t do that!”. She was drenched in sweat and moaning in pain. “Look at you. It’s just not….”
“We don’t have time, honey…Ahh…call the taxi now, Gordon. Your mom needs you. You are a son first, then a husband. I will manage. Your mom…she…” Her pain was becoming worse.
“I’m calling the taxi. Oh, God!”
Thankfully, I got a taxi soon, and I instructed the driver to take Debra to the hospital safely. My hands shook as I drove to my mother’s hospital, and my tears wouldn’t stop. My heart was racing, wondering about Debra’s condition and if our baby would be alright.
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