According
to Wikipedia, the description for the movie "Florence Foster
Jenkins" starring Hollywood elitist Meryl Streep reads: In
the 1940s, New York socialite Florence Foster Jenkins (Meryl Streep)
dreams of becoming a great opera singer. Unfortunately, her ambition
far exceeds her talent. The voice Florence hears in her head is
beautiful...
The
end of the movie narrative reads:
As
she is dying in bed, Bayfield (Hugh Grant) by her side, Florence
remembers a fancy angel costume worn for the concert as an angel and
imagines herself singing beautiful opera. She imagines that she,
McMoon and Bayfield all take a triumphant bow to a standing
ovation.
She points out proudly that even though people can say she could not
sing, no one can say she did not sing. Peacefully, she dies.
Is
it just me, or does this strike anyone as a paradigm for Meryl
Streep's (if not most of Hollywood's actors) real-life acting career? All these years, she thinks she's
a great actress, but her ambition far exceeds her talent, and those
around her feel revulsion and pity for her and just keep telling her
how great she is, even though they really can't stand to watch or
listen to her. And on her death bed, she'll point out that even
though people will say that she could
not
act, not one can say that she did
not
act.
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