Who are the actors in feud Capote?

The Main Cast: A Who’s Who of “Wait, That’s Who’s Playing Truman?”

Leading the charge is Tom Hollander (not to be confused with Tom Holland, Tom Hollandaise, or your cousin Tom who “does community theater”), who transforms into the puckish, pillowy-lipped Truman Capote. Hollander swaps his usual British reserve for a Southern drawl and a penchant for gossip so sharp it could slice a Thanksgiving turkey. Then there’s Naomi Watts as Babe Paley, serving icy elegance like a martini garnished with existential dread. Rounding out Capote’s “Swans” are Diane Lane (Slim Keith), Chloë Sevigny (C.Z. Guest), and Calista Flockhart (Lee Radziwill)—a squad so glamorous, they make your Instagram feed look like a potato.

The Supporting Players: Chaos in Stilettos

• Molly Ringwald as Joanne Carson – Because who better to play Johnny Carson’s ex-wife than the ’80s teen queen herself? She’s here to remind you she’s not picking up breakfast in here.
• Jessica Lange as Lillian Hellman – Because every Ryan Murphy project legally requires Jessica Lange to glare mysteriously into middle distance.
• Demi Moore as Ann Woodward – Fresh off her Feud: Karen Silkwood vs. Dry Shampoo era, Moore delivers murderous socialite realness.

Cameos You’ll Squint At

Keep an eye out for Treat Williams (RIP legend) as Babe’s eternally exasperated husband, Bill Paley, and Russell Tovey as Capote’s lover John O’Shea, who’s basically tasked with sighing, “Truman, no,” for eight episodes straight. It’s a cast so stacked, it’s like someone tossed a Fabergé egg into a blender with a copy of Vanity Fair—absurd, glittery, and weirdly compelling.

Is Susan Sarandon playing Bette Davis?

Let’s cut through the Hollywood haze like Bette Davis slicing through a melodrama with her smoky glare. Yes, Susan Sarandon *did* step into Bette’s legendary heels for Ryan Murphy’s *Feud: Bette and Joan* — a series so gloriously extra, it probably made Old Hollywood ghosts clutch their pearls and cackle from beyond the grave. But hold your telegrams: this isn’t some AI-generated deepfake nonsense. Sarandon’s portrayal was 100% human-grade drama, complete with chain-smoking intensity and enough side-eye to power a small planet.

But wait… why Sarandon? Did Hollywood run out of “feisty icons”?

Plot twist: The casting was less “obvious choice” and more “daring alchemy.” Sarandon and Davis share a knack for unapologetic disdain and a stare that could wither a rose garden at 50 paces. Rumor has it the role required Sarandon to:

• Master the art of smoking three cigarettes simultaneously (method acting, baby).
• Perfect Bette’s signature “I will end you” eyebrow arch (see also: Resting Legend Face).
• Channel the energy of someone who’d rather eat glass than suffer a fool.

Davis’ ghost approves (probably)

If Bette’s spirit *did* haunt the set, she’d either demand a rewrite or a stiffer drink. Sarandon’s performance was so eerily spot-on, fans half-expected Davis to materialize mid-scene, muttering, “Slow clap, darling, but my cheekbones were sharper.” Meanwhile, Sarandon reportedly survived filming on a diet of black coffee and intimidation tactics. The real miracle? No one tried to steal Joan Crawford’s wire hangers. Progress!

So, to answer the question: Susan Sarandon didn’t just *play* Bette Davis — she resurrected her in a whirlwind of sequins, spite, and Hollywood history. Cue the dramatic exit… and someone fetch the fire extinguisher for that burning glare.