Next up was...
The Iron Lady (2011)
It's difficult to watch without comparing these two biopics. Despite the grandeur inherent in royalty,
The Iron Lady still felt noticeably bigger. Everything from the performances to the focus on events involving explosions or forceful speeches to a far broader scope of time covered made
The Iron Lady feel like it was intended to be an epic.
While the performances in
The Iron Lady are great, many of them do nonetheless feel like performances. It also lacks the intimacy of
The Queen. There are some great scenes depicting Thatcher's dementia of later years, and many of the scenes of Thatcher alone interacting with "Denis" were great, capturing the sense of confusion and frustration. However, we don't really get to spend time with any of the characters other than Thatcher.
The Queen showed Charles's frustration with his mother's response to Diana's death; and Tony Blair at home and interacting with his colleagues. Despite having some great actors amongst the roster of Thatcher's colleagues, most end up as mute lookalikes, there to signpost and serve the story.
This lack of balance in its perspective meant that the frequently damaging impact of Thatcher's government and Thatcher herself (including her time as Education Secretary) on the UK's climate was wholly underrepresented. She was presented rather too much as a misunderstood champion, or a woman resented by her male peers for her status and strength. Unlike Mirren's Queen, it felt as though Thatcher's edges were blunted here to make her more sympathetic, accessible or palatable.
The Iron Lady's extremely broad canvas doesn't do it any favours either. While
The Queen picks a moment in time and focuses on it, trusting the audience to follow along,
The Iron Lady wants to tell us
everything about Thatcher's life in 100 minutes. It's certainly interesting and eventful, and I found myself looking up information on certain events afterwards. Ultimately, though, it feels
too busy and, as a result, doesn't take us beneath the surface in any way that satisfies. It's akin to Reader's Digest condensed book or having a Slim-Fast milkshake for lunch. All the needed information and ingredients are supplied but the lack of substance ultimately leaves one unsatisfied and with a feeling of having missed out.
This is a Streep vehicle, so one is naturally expected to marvel at how she embodies yet another persona so very different from anything she's done before. It is a great performance, of course, and it's impossible not to see this. And that's the thing: with
The Iron Lady, I never quite felt I was permitted to forget this is a Meryl Streep performance. It felt as though it was expected that I should always be mindful of this in order to appreciate it. While in
The Queen, in spite of the very different physical makeups between actress and monarch, I frequently forgot that this was Helen Mirren, so completely did she embody the role. Streep's performance was aided greatly by makeup and prosthesis, plus the fact that Thatcher herself was something of a caricature. I'm sure the same could be said for Her Majesty, but that only makes me more in awe of Mirren's reading finding the humanity and nuance behind the imagery without diminishing the truth of her character. In
The Iron Lady, more often than not, I found myself seeing Streep as
Janet Brown as Thatcher, which is a little bizarre.