‘Iron’ performance, paper thin film
You may have heard much about ‘The Iron Lady’ as an average film with a superb lead performance from Meryl Streep. I can confirm this to be true.
Well worthy of her seventeenth Oscar nomination for a brilliant ‘imitation’ of Maggie and many peoples favourite for her third win, it is Meryl Streep who is the one and only highlight in a messy, surreal and confused film that does nothing to improve the foreign perspective of the British stereotype.
Tory cabinet ministers are played as the expected ‘toffs’ and are written as caricatures rather than real people (some may think this is an accurate portrayal, but we shouldn’t have to guess who Michael Heseltine and John Major are). This is really all they are given room to be as ALL of Maggie’s men are presented as weak buffoons, giving too much emphasis to ‘The Iron Lady’ as the only one with a pair of balls suggesting an almost tyrannical reign as PM. Perhaps for many living in the harsh times of eighties Britain, this may have felt like the case.
This film should have been one of the best biopics we have seen in recent years and ought to have been a richer and more revealing study of one of the most controversial British and world figures during her, undoubtedly eventful time ‘in service’, rather than a wallowing study of an elderly lady in decline.
Acting can often make a film, but doesn’t always rescue it and even Streep’s superb central performance can’t carry this one beyond average. Still worthy of a look though, just to behold yet another masterful and uncanny portrayal by Streep.