Director:
Phyllida Lloyd
Cast: Meryl Streep, Jim Broadbent, Alexandra Roach, Anthony Head and
Richard E. Grant
Releasing in cinemas: 26 December 2011
Rated: M
A little
bit wonderful
Meryl
Streep, like Helen Mirren, perfectly captures the essence of the regal
character she plays in a truly remarkable performance in The Iron Lady. It’s a privilege to
watch her, especially as the older Baroness Thatcher, totally
convincing and sympathetic in the grip of dementia. Surely another
Academy Award nomination is in the offing.
The film is set in the present, as a lonely and sometimes
disoriented
Margaret Thatcher reflects on her controversial career as British Prime
Minister for eleven and half years. As a dithering aristocratic elderly
woman Streep pulls out all stops and manages to somehow to create a
totally realistic portrait of old age. Few actors could manage the
transition so well. The film does spend much time with the older
Thatcher, reflecting her failing mental powers while maintaining a
sense of dignity.
It opens with Thatcher in her 80s, sneaking out of Chester Square
unsupervised to a local shop for milk. Returning for boiled egg
breakfast with husband Denis (Jim Broadbent), whom we soon realize is
no longer with us. She's talking to a dream ghost, admittedly a playful
one, a happily amusing old guy balancing out the tragedy of dementia.
As Thatcher finally packs up her deceased husband’s clothes, there are
triggered flashbacks to her upbringing as a grocer's daughter (now
played by Alexandra Roach), her father Alfred (Iain Glen) a passionate
Tory, who instills a politically aggressive attitude of survival. Her
mother is relegated to washing up cups in the kitchen. She has early
struggles to be selected as a Tory candidate and then meets the young
mischievously funny Denis Thatcher (Harry Lloyd).
Then come her early days in the Houses of Parliament, driven by
conviction and ambition with less attention to Denis and her young
children. With a transformation of her image, she eventually becomes
Britain's first female Prime Minister. Having absolute conviction, she
enforces her economic policy determined to break the power of the
unions, believing because she knows the price of butter she's in touch
with the masses. She faces increasing resistance however from
coalminers’ strikes, civil unrest and the IRA bombing of the Grand
Hotel.
Argentina then invades the Falkland Islands, and Thatcher has cut funds
to her defense forces there, but now is determined to win the islands
back by sending a task force, showing true grit despite public opinion.
While popular on the world stage, she becomes increasingly autocratic
as her policies divide the nation. Brutal news clips tell a darker
story on the streets.
After a ridiculous tirade from Thatcher in
Cabinet, her longtime ally
Geoffrey Howe (Anthony Head) resigns and it's the beginning of the end
when Michael Heseltine (Richard E. Grant) challenges her leadership.
While the film covers the important events in Thatcher's life (glossing
over some controversial details as it goes), it's as much study of old
age as we watch her lose grip on reality; and this is where Streep
really shines in the role.
British theatre and opera director Phyllida Lloyd helms The Iron Lady, as she did Mamma Mia! also featuring Streep in
that bouncy energetic act. Lloyd is well up to the task of a serious
bio-pic, albeit with a sympathetic portrait of this polarizing
political figure, making good use of cinema technique. The script is by
Abi Morgan, who also scribed the forthcoming Shame. The film effortlessly cuts
to various time frames in rather complex flashbacks, but they’re so
cleverly conceived and executed it's extremely easy to follow the
course of events. There are some inspired moments, including having the
old Margaret appear in a scene of her remarkable heyday.
You'll long remember Streep's astonishing mimicry of the real Baroness
Thatcher, using clever make-up and hair styling for every age she
appears on the screen. The performance goes right down to capturing the
distinctive speech mannerisms, even to a scene suggesting The King's Speech. It’s a portrait
of a driven woman allowing ambition to overshadow her family.
Back-up performances of merit come from Jim Broadbent (Another Year), Olivia Colman (Tyrannosaur) as her daughter Carol,
and Alexandria Roach as the young Margaret. Particularly effective is
Thatcher's choreographed entry into 10 Downing Street, against the
touching sequence as she leaves her office for the last time, and dear
dead Denis departing finally and forever with his packed suitcase.
Cinema is in love with the biopicm right now; while we now have The Iron Lady, coming up are My Week With Marilyn, and J. Edgar, both showcasing
impressive performances. This time last year there was The King’s Speech and in December
2006, The Queen: all are
Oscar material.