Meryl Streep shuffles down a London street wearing a kerchief, a drab beige overcoat and enough prosthetic wrinkles to pass as an octogenarian in the opening scene of her new movie about former British Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, “The Iron Lady.” For Streep, shooting the sequence provided a jarring taste of a specific kind of invisibility.
“There is no more dismissible figure on the street than an old woman,” Streep said over a mid-December lunch with her “Iron Lady” director, Phyllida Lloyd, in a cavernous suite at New York’s Waldorf-Astoria hotel. “I would search for people’s eyes, and I would look people full in the face, and they would assiduously avert their gaze. It was really interesting. You represent everything that is terrifying.”
At 62, Streep is as visible as she’s ever been in her more than 30-year movie career — “The Iron Lady,” which opens in Los Angeles on Friday, looks likely to earn her a record 17th Oscar nomination for acting; President Obama, Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton and Clint Eastwood just feted the actress at the Kennedy Center in Washington, D.C.; she even appears, wind-swept and rosy-cheeked, on the front of January’s issue of Vogue, the oldest cover subject in the fashion magazine’s history.
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