Fantastic!

a film so unique, intoxicating and bizarre that it not only demands another viewing, but is also forgivable as a satirical comedy where the jokes eventually take the back seat.

If you're interested in the topic at hand, you should just watch it and judge yourself because the reviews have gone very biased by people that didn't even watch it and just hate (or love) the creator. I liked it, it was well written, narrated, and directed and it was about a topic that interests me.

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

The Iron LadyThe format of the feature is dull, familiar and predictable with a weak structure that collapses before it even emerges in front of the audience and unfortunately that window is quite narrow. The little aspects of it are appreciative like costume design, make-up and fine editing. Abi Morgan's screenplay has an excellent build up from character's perspective which never makes it anywhere and instead floats somewhere between space. Phyllida Lloyd is the real gem whose brilliant execution helps the audience feel connected somewhat. Meryl Streep has been a tremendous actress in her career where she has redefined herself over and over again, but if there is any performance she should be remembered for, it's for her portrayal of Margaret Thatcher. The Iron Lady is a swing and a miss that that may be greater on technical aspects but definitely not on offering concrete material.

Hi guys, Firstly, I just have to begin by saying Merrol Street as Thatcher stirs up both lust and disgust within the soul, yet my marriage has never been better since I bought my wife this film for her birthday. This powerful film with a star-studded cast (Jim Broadbern as Denis, Olive Coalman as Carl, Richard. E Grent as Michael Heseltine (snake)) taught me and my housewench (a joke, y'all) that there is, within us all, both an Iron Lady and a Miss Margaret Roberts (cover the butter). I would have given this film a 10/10 had I not watched the special features, where much to my chagrin I discovered that management had snuck in a Geordie to play young Margaret. In light of her views on Northerns, this seemed to me a cold, calculated insult to her memory. That aside, I was won over by the fabulous editing - the panning and zooming gave me severe whiplash. My favourite scene has to be when Airy Knees dies, toupée intact. I love the way she screams: passionate, gut-wrenching, haunting. She's got my Oscar!

Meryl Streep, who never met a moderate or conservative she didn't hate, must have agreed to make this movie after reading a script that was an obvious hit-job on Margaret Thatcher.For those of you who don't know, Thatcher was the first female Prime Minister of the UK. She was also a key figure (along with her friend Ronald Reagan) in exposing the realities behind the Marxist paradise known as the USSR.This movie is not a biography. It is propaganda from Hollywood. When Hollywood makes a biopic on Dan Rather or Bill Ayers (both films starring Robert Redford) they turn partisan radicals into . . . into . . .well, they turn them into Robert Redford, a handsome leading man with charisma and the love of the public.When they make a movie about one of the 20th Centuries most important leaders who changed the world for the better, they cast someone who can't separate their anti-American politics from their work.Thatcher deserves a sincere and thorough biopic for the sake of posterity. This is anything but.

This film is told from the perspective of Thatcher when she was a doddering, senile old woman. This would work if used as a starting point, but as the film grinds on, you eventually realize that THAT is all the movie is about: Margaret Thatcher as a senile old woman remembering, in fits and starts, various disjointed and isolated memories of her time as Britain's first female prime minister.The director and writer made no attempt to provide any insight into how Thatcher actually made any of her decisions. Also missing was any sense of how the events she attempted to shape actually came to be or, in many cases, any description of what those events really were. As one example, the Falklands conflict just pops up in one scene, with no prologue or explanation. Then, in the next scene, without any explanation, she decides to fight a war.As another example, bombs go off at various points in the movie, without any explanation. Even more inexplicably, after her residence is bombed, there are no subsequent scenes that follow up on this dramatic and troubling scene.The entire film is like this, with each scene having nothing much to do with anything that has come before. In a word, this film is haphazard.Having watched this movie, I know nothing more about Margaret Thatcher; nothing whatsoever about the British conservative movement of the 1980s; and nothing about how Thatcher changed Britain and the world.This is a movie that is about one thing: Meryl Streep's incredible impersonation of Thatcher. It is nothing more than that: there is no plot; no beginning, middle, or end; no characters that anyone could possibly care about; and no explanation whatsoever for anything the main character says or does.When the credits thankfully finally appeared, I cursed the director and writer of this movie for wasting my time, wasting the talents of a great actress, and for totally failing to tell us anything about one of the most remarkable and important leaders of the 20th century.Skip this movie: you will miss nothing.