When Streep walked into the frame, everything around me started to melt away. There was nothing else but her. I'd heard whispers of a legendary thespian, someone who literally became the women she played, and who'd been nominated for more Oscars than anyone before her. But, I had never seen her act. Right away, I was hooked. Over the coming weeks, I immersed myself in Streep's epic catalog.
Kramer Vs. Kramer. Bone-chillingly cold, beautiful in a way that borders on alien, she makes you hate her, fear her, love her, and empathize with her all in one. It only got more astounding with her turn as a complicated, haunted immigrant in Sophie's Choice. It's no secret that her range is incredible, but to see it at play all within the course of one movie? It's a performance that hasn't faded in the slightest with time. Even her turn as a spiteful editrix in the otherwise guilty-pleasure, The Devil Wears Prada, was enough to pull the movie into another level entirely — the scenes revealing her character's surprising humanity had the kind of depth only Meryl could bring. Oh, and of course, their was her gritty but doomed activist in Silkwood. The scope of her ability was breathtaking, indomitable, once-in-a-lifetime — and despite the gravity of her skill, she is always a joy to watch.
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