I've been thinking that whatever one thinks about the current crop of Hot Young Things (Misses Johansson, Portman, et al), we are, in a few year, in for an amazing crop of fabulous Old Lady Actresses: just think of the movies that could be made by bringing together Streep, Close, Hawn, Sarandon, and more as they move in a decade or two toward their eighties and beyond.
Friday, June 13, 2008
You slog away for decades to become one of the world's most successful Big Serious Actresses. Then, one day, for a lark, you take a silly, showy part in a comedy that turns out to be a runaway success, and what happens?
Some queen goes and makes a doll out of you. Although to my untrained eye, the whole effect is more evocative of Alexis/Nolan Miller than Miranda/Prada, but then I suppose it's hard to get the leopard skin just right at 11 1/2" scale.
And all of of this only because I felt like running a couple of shots of Miss Streep, just because.
I love her in her classics:
Here, as, in Bette Midler's memorable impression, "the French Leftenant's Whoooooooooooore...", or equally, as she so often admirably is, straight up, no make up: