A Tough Act to Follow
Meryl Streep, the best dramatic actress of her generation, talks about the drawbacks of getting so many Oscar nominations,
why she's never worked with Al Pacino, and what a nice guy Bruce Willis is.
Goldie Hawn's sister, Patti, looks worn out. She's the unit publicist for Universal's "Death Becomes Her", which stars Goldie, Meryl Streep, Bruce Willis and Tracey Ullman, and is directed by Robert Zemeckis, whose "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" and "Back to the Futures" make him a curious choice to direct this blackest of black comedies. Given this cast, Patti's job has become harrowing these last few weeks of shooting. One movie magazine want to put Streep, Hawn and Willis on their cover. The New York Times wants to hang around the set for a piece. Vogue is focusing on Meryl. And here I am at 10 a.m. waiting patiently for whatever moments Queen Meryl will grant.
That Streep, 43, has started talking may be indicative of where the pendulum has been swinging in Hollywood - away from actresses over 40 towards the younger ladies. For most of her career, Meryl Streep has kept herself out of publicity's glare. With rare exceptions, she wasn't out hawking her brilliant work in "Sophie's Choice", "The French Lieutenant's Woman", "Silkwood" or "A Cry in the Dark". Her work was her calling card. But her films weren't always seen by as many people as she would have liked. And, while she was paid in the millions, she wasn't the box-office attraction studios bad hoped she'd be. Slowly, she became aware that she'd have to give a little more, that she'd have to start talking to the press. The studios had pushed Pacino and De Niro into talking. Even Streisand and Beatty had begun pushing their product. So when "Postcards from the Edge" was in the can, Meryl Streep demonstrated her talent to strangers of another profession. She flashed her radiant smile at the press, she laughed, she was friendly. And again, when "She-Devil" was done, there she was on the cover of magazines with Roseanne Barr, of all people. Gone was the otherworldly look she assumed when she graced covers as "The French Lieutenant's Woman". Here was Mother Meryl, happy and confident.. So glad to mett John and Jane Q. Public.
Still, there were conditions. She'd talk, but not at home. She'd hold forth on the set. Reporters would have to wait for their time with her, between takes, during lunch breaks. There'd be no extended time for in-depth explorations. Let Sean Young do that. When she wanted a forum to vent her concerns, she chose to testify before Congress against the use of Alar, a chemical used in growing fruit which was eventually banned. And two years ago she delivered a scathing adress to the Screen Actors Guild prophesying that, with the way movies were going, women would be eliminated altogether by the year 2010.
I stood watching Meryl for hours. She was sitting very still on a hospital gurney as Sydney Pollack, her "Out of Africa" director, played a doctor examining her. Pollack was in just for a day, and it was his scene. Prior to this moment, Bruce Willis, playing a wimpy plastic surgeon who leaves his girlfriend (Goldie) to marry her friend (Streep), has pushed Meryl down a flight of stairs in their home. But Meryl, a 52-year-old Madeline Ashton, has drunk a magic potion that will allow her to live forever, even though her neck is twisted grotesquely and her wrist flaps in every direction and she should be dead. This, of course, shocks Dr. Pollack, who will also discover that she has no heatbeat and that her temperature is below 80 degrees.
Now, if this sounds parently silly, it is. And to watch grownups playacting this way can be fun at first. But not take after take. I mean, they're all taking it so seriously! Yet one can't help wondering whether it just may turn out to be a crowd-pleaser. That is, if crowds want to see Meryl playing bitchy, Goldie wearing a fat suit and Bruce "Die Hard" Willis portraying a nerd. Who knows, it just might make more money than all nine of the films Streep has gathered Oscar nominations for. But it's very doubtful that she'll be remembered for "Death Becomes Her".
This comedy period of Streep's - which includes "Postcards from the Edge", "She-Devil" and last year's "Defending Your Life" - might be somewhat analogous to Marlon Brando's films in the '60s. Some were interesting because Brando is always an interesting actor. But there was also a sense of sorrow about them because you knew what he had done in the '50s. And you wanted that back. And just as Brando later returned with a vengeance with "The Godfather" and "Last Tango in Paris", so undoubtedly will Meryl Streep come back to the powerhouse acting that made directors as diverse as Pollack, Hector Babenco and Mike Nichols dib her the best in the business. I tried to find out about her switch from heavy dramas to lighter comedies when we finally got togehter in her trailer during lunch break. We talked again when shooting was over over for the day and she had to sit in the makeup chair to have the latex around her neck carefully removed.
Lawrence Grobel: Do you have a problem doing interviews? You've said before they're a waste of time.
I don't think that they're a waste of time at all. Bob Zemeckis said, "Meryl, if you want to be in movies, you have to be your own marketing person."