Meryl Streep Envy

And for the '90s and the '00s and the '10s and...

And for the ’90s and the ’00s and the ’10s and…

I am far from being an actor and even as an amateur, the last time I was in a play was 1997.  (I am not including here my role as “Jimmy the Skull” in a murder-mystery night over the holidays.)  Nonetheless, I have Meryl Streep envy.  She has got to rate as one of the luckiest actors ever, scoring more meaty roles per year of being in the business than any other actor that I can think of (which means Hollywood types.  Perhaps there are equally lucky theatre types but the mere fact that their careers are restricted to theatre suggests otherwise.).  And age does not seem to have diminished her access to parts of substance.  Sure there were some forgettable comedies in the 1980s, but while her (talented) counterparts embarrass themselves in movies like Last Vegas (seeing this flick is unnecessary to knowing that De Niro has done better work; Michael Douglas I’m not as sure about), Streep gets to sink her teeth into spiteful, prescription drug-addled Violet in August: Osage County.  The Academy Award nomination was predetermined.  If I can in anyway fault her performance as Violet is to note that there were times when Streep seemed to be having too much fun.  Was it Violet enjoying a bit of self-satisfied vindication or was it Streep enjoying a bit of self-satisfied longevity?

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