To be in the presence of Meryl Streep must be the most extraordinary experience. Because there is nothing generic about her. She has a majestic beauty that has only deepened with age. Her face is her canvas and her mind is her brush. She inhabits every role completely. In fact, she doesn’t act, she becomes. At 58, an age when many actresses are forced to toil out the rest of their careers in mom roles, Meryl is still making complex, topical and downright meaty movies. Volumes could, and have, been written about her greatness. I suggest just flipping through a thesaurus and looking up synonyms for “brilliant.” In the pantheon of acting gods, she makes even the greats tremble. Also, I fucking love that she never fixed her nose. Happy weekend, all.
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