Personal Life
Minnelli's marriages ran as follows:
- Judy Garland (June 15, 1945 - March 29, 1951), the marriage ended in divorce – one child, Liza May Minnelli (born 1946)
- Georgette Magnani (February 1, 1954 - January 1, 1958), the marriage ended in divorce – one child, Christiane Nina Minnelli (born 1955)
- Danica "Denise" Radosavljevic (January 15, 1962 - August 1, 1971), the marriage ended in divorce
- Lee Anderson (April 1, 1980 - July 25, 1986), his fourth and final marriage; they remained married for six years until Minnelli's death in 1986, Anderson died in 2009 at the age of 100.
For years, there was speculation in the entertainment community that Minnelli was gay or bisexual. A biography by Emanuel Levy, Vincente Minnelli: Hollywood's Dark Dreamer, claims evidence that Minnelli did, in fact, live as an openly gay man in New York prior to his arrival in Hollywood, where the town that made him a film legend also pressured him back into the closet. According to Levy: "He was openly gay in New York -- we were able to document names of companions and stories from Dorothy Parker. But when he came to Hollywood, I think he made the decision to repress that part of himself or to become bisexual." Although Levy asserts Minnelli's friendship with Lester Gaba (the only male companion Levy names) was sexual he does not provide any sourcing for this assertion but merely states it as fact. None of the quotes from Dorothy Parker address sexuality.
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