When watching a biographical movie, you are sure to know what happens in the end, so the cast involved must make the characters they portray believable. This is something from which the formidable Meryl Streep has never shied away.
Having lived in the UK through the Thatcher years, I was interested to see just how savage the screen writers would be when it came to telling the story of the first female British Prime Minister. As referred to in the title of the film, the grocer’s daughter from Grantham, Lincolnshire, was bestowed the title the Iron Lady, for refusing to be swayed in her beliefs, good or bad. As a schoolchild during this time, I knew her better as ‘Margaret Thatcher, the milk snatcher’, a title she earned for putting an end to free school milk for children, but I’m not sure that title would have the same impact as The Iron Lady.
I watched the film with my husband, who was extremely disappointed by the historical inaccuracies and lack of detail, which he felt let the movie down. I, on the other hand, marvelled at how Meryl Streep could take one of the most reviled British Prime Ministers and show a softer, almost dependant side to the woman who was Prime Minister of the UK through some of the toughest political times in its history.
The Iron Lady is not a historical record of the years under Thatcher rule. This is the story of a woman whose mother thought she should aspire to be a wife and mother, but whose father instilled in her the belief that she could achieve anything to which she put her mind. And she sure wasn’t going to let him down.
Not one for the historical purists, but certainly worth viewing.
Reviewed by Debbie McTaggart
Have you seen this movie? Do you agree with Debbie’s summation?