I Don't Know How She Did It: Thatcher as Victim in The Iron Lady

In the first scene of The Iron Lady, which reteams director Phyllida Lloyd with her Mamma Mia! star Meryl Streep, eightysomething Margaret Thatcher is presented as a little old lady unfit for the fast-moving world outside her hermetic London townhouse. The bulk of the movie takes place in an even smaller, more airless space: the dementia-stricken former British prime minister's head.

Three makes a trend: The Iron Lady joins Clint Eastwood's J. Edgar (which is framed by the FBI director's questionably reliable recollections) and W.E. (in which writer/director Madonna tries to rehabilitate the Duchess of Windsor through the daydreams of a modern-day admirer) as 2011 attempts to humanize controversial historical figures via delusion. Lloyd's film alternates between Thatcher's rich memories of her past struggles and glories, and her present-day efforts to remember the more quotidian stuff—like how to turn on the TV or that her beloved husband, Denis (Jim Broadbent), whom she sees across the breakfast table and speaks aloud to all day long, is actually dead.

Breezing through 60-something years (Thatcher is played by Alexandra Roach as the teenage daughter of a small-town grocer through her first election to public office), Lloyd and screenwriter Abi Morgan elide grand swaths of Thatcher's life, from her pre-politics career in chemistry to her friendship with and political support of Chilean dictator Augusto Pinochet. The fact that they fudge on both the damning and the incidental is relevant. The filmmakers aren't merely whitewashing to erase the bad stuff—they've cut out anything that might complicate the film's notion of Thatcher as a working-class girl turned plucky housewife turned feminist icon turned tragically doddering granny. At (presumably) the end of her life, Thatcher's struggle is not how to reconcile all she wrought on the world-historical stage, but to come to terms with how to get through the day without Denis by her side.

Lady power: Meryl Streep  as Thatcher, with men
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Lady power: Meryl Streep as Thatcher, with men

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The Iron Lady
Directed by Phyllida Lloyd
The Weinstein Company
Opens December 30

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Throughout, women's drama is put above political drama. Thatcher's transformation into a viable candidate for prime minister is presented as a literal makeover: The country girl has to learn how to talk differently and do her hair real fancy-like in order to make it in the big city. Her big city is, at first, the British Parliament, then the world stage. When Thatcher's military credentials are challenged on the eve of the Falklands War, she haughtily declares, "I've been doing battle every day of my life"—as if the tools she has accumulated to deal with workplace discrimination have anything to do with battlefield strategy. (This kind of go-girl simplification of gender dynamics in politics was much more convincing as the fuel lighting François Ozon's 2010 fizzy women's-lib comedy, Potiche.)

Arguments against Thatcher, according to The Iron Lady, were always irrational and usually knee-jerk misogynistic. The film's take on her reign as prime minister is epitomized in one particular montage in which footage of labor protests, terror incidents, and the breakdown of basic infrastructure (i.e., the streets of London filling with garbage during the sanitation strike) is spliced against Streep delivering Thatcher's forceful speeches. Her point of view is well represented; the counterargument is merely violence and chaos. In this version, Thatcher "fell" because a lone civilized woman could not possibly survive the onslaught of the barbaric mob. In this version, Thatcher is the victim.

That the film presents the historical record through aged Thatcher's stream of consciousness—an obviously biased and unreliable narrator—gives Lloyd formal justification for turning Thatcher's life into a highlight reel, in which the PM is put upon by sexist, classist, and/or faceless brutes. As for moral justification, you're on your own.

Despite the story's conceit of placing the viewer inside Thatcher's head, she never feels like a real person—but this is more the fault of Morgan's script than Streep's typically studied performance, much of it buried under prosthetics. In her glory years, even behind closed doors, Thatcher is all campaign-speak bombast; later, she's a cartoon of old age, with the camera angled to emphasize her skewed point of view. The supposedly world-beating intimacy between Margaret and Denis is fatally hampered by the preachy script, typified in Thatcher's response to Denis's marriage proposal: "I cannot die washing up a teacup!"

Ruthlessly exploiting recent history to lend weight to a standard-issue mom-rom-com question, The Iron Lady asks: Is it possible to be a ball-busting, barrier- (and barrister-) breaking lady politician and still maintain some semblance of a family life without literally losing one's mind? The answer the film offers is a resounding "no"—and then it asks you to believe that this is the true tragedy of Thatcher's life.

 
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Nobody
Nobody

That's nice and all, but is it a good movie? That's why people read movie reviews, you know.

Drew Hunkins
Drew Hunkins

The film should be titled "TINA" for what Thatcher dubbed the new world order she helped to create with her regressive policies.

She was famous for uttering that the new era of austerity and constant attacks on labor and social programs was a permanent and irrevocable feature of the international socio-economic reality, saying "There Is No Alternative". (This especially became a common refrain just after USSR collectivism was relegated to the dustbin of history.)

Thatcher along with the Reagan Administration were some of the primary architects behind the 'Great Regression', a time period from the late 1970s up to the present day in which the masses of working people around the globe have seen their economic status shrink and their social position become quite precarious while the parasitic financial elite, Wall Street oligarchs and kleptocrats have been making out like bandits.

Thatcher is a villain along with many of the other intellectuals, politicians and mass media scribes who were servants of power and sycophants to the super rich in allowing the poor, working and middle classes (and even much of the upper middle class) to be sold out across much of the industrialized world.

Snarf Oscar Boondoggle
Snarf Oscar Boondoggle

well .. i guess england could have beaten greece to the bottom of the barrel, but, no, thatcher got in the way. good for her & us. with your obsession for 'utopia' i hope you can only vote as teh deluded citizen.

Mycorec
Mycorec

Right on Drew! She launched the doom laden voyage towards what John Gray calls the "False Dawn". I write as an upper middle class academic doctor who has just had half the pension he spent 42 years paying into, ripped off him to pay for Bankers at one and the people globalised capitalism has put out of work.

William Stearns
William Stearns

This "Thatcher without Thatcherism" appears to be similar to Clint Eastwood's approach in his recent film "J. Edgar" (i.e. "Hoover, the man" as though one can avoid the ideology he represented)--if the critics I read have it right. I haven't seen either yet.

Sakara
Sakara

the writer and director of this movie is on the level of a child molesting pimp-----the real mrs thatcher is on her death bed, unable to sue for libel.

lowlife director phyllida lloyd.

when meryl streep is on her deathbed, unable to sue for libel, maybe somebody can make a movie about streep trying to give a hard on to elderly clint eastwood, while madonna does the both of them with a strap on.

 

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