Meryl Streep

He conquered the World Trade Center
"Man on Wire" and its daredevil star thrill Tribeca, but Mamet's "Redbelt" is a jiu-jitsu pratfall. Plus: Is Brecht still relevant?
"Model minority" goes nutzoid
Meryl Streep's atrocious hairdo takes on a sweet, gun-totin' Chinese astrophysics student in "Dark Matter."
"Lions for Lambs"
Robert Redford rips into the media, the government and our own liberal passivity in this remarkably rousing film.
"Rendition"
This earnest, well-acted, politically liberal film has everything going for it. So why does it leave us feeling so unmoved?
Sympathy for the she-devil
For generations, Hollywood has portrayed female honchos as frigid, hysterical, manipulative and promiscuous. But finally a nuanced and realistic lady boss is rising off the silver screen.
"The Devil Wears Prada"
Anne Hathaway is Patricia Field's latest fashion victim in this limp semi-satire.
When Keillor met Altman
Two greats join forces for "A Prairie Home Companion" the film -- with a little help from Streep, Tomlin, Reilly and an enthusiastic Texas crowd.
"Invisible in Hollywood: Jewish women"
A women's studies prof can't recall the last time she saw a richly textured Jewish female character onscreen.
"Prime"
Meryl Streep and Uma Thurman charm in this flawed but intelligent comedy.
"Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events"
This adaptation of the popular children's book series gets so much right. So why does it feel so wrong?
"The Manchurian Candidate"
Even Meryl Streep's a bust in Jonathan Demme's toothless, gutless remake of one of the best political movies ever made. In fact, she's the biggest bust of all.
Desperately seeking Susan
Susan Sarandon, that is. And Sigourney Weaver and Jessica Lange and Debra Winger and the rest of the '80s Hollywood stars who are so much sexier than the bottle-blond Sarahs and Gwyneths and Camerons of today.
Nuns, whores and femmes fatales
The whole idea of "good" movie roles for women is crap -- I'll take a lace-and-leather sexpot over Nicole Kidman's prosthetic-honker performance in "The Hours" any day of the week.
Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Meryl Streep, Nicole Kidman and Julianne Moore bring dignity and Oscar-worthy performances to "The Hours," a lovingly crafted meditation on death, loss and literature.
"Adaptation"
A dizzying feature from the self-consciously deranged makers of "Being John Malkovich" imagines Nicolas Cage as a chronic masturbator and Meryl Streep as a mean, mean Susan Orlean.
Roll over, Wilt
Gene Simmons boasts 4,600 sexual conquests -- in detail; Ben Bratt feeling no pain. Plus: Streep and Janney won't do sex scene; Britney strips for some cause or other.
Susan Orlean
The insatiably curious author of "The Orchid Thief" and "The Bullfighter Checks Her Makeup" isn't Mister Rogers and doesn't laugh at biscotti.
Love for sale on the rocks
Marla and Posh hock love tokens; frosh director visits Buck Palace, sneaks toke. Plus: Tonya Harding strikes again!
Grand delusion
And the prize for lamest bunch of partying twits in tuxes goes to ...
Winners and losers
Why have so many actors who've won Oscars seen their careers tank?
Cher
Locked forever in Teflon celebrity, the woman with the world's most beautiful armpits always gets the last laugh ... or so she says.
Driving Miss Crazy
In a recent episode of "Jane Fonda's Life," a chauffeur introduced her to a new fella: God.
David Hare
By transforming the collision of people and ideas into provocative stories, Britain's hottest dramatist has reinvigorated the theater with plays that are not only compelling and enigmatic, but successful at the box office.
"Music of the Heart"
Wes Craven genre-hops, stumbles and makes a sappy melodrama.
Time for one thing: A guide to fast-forwarding to the most sensuous moments on film
For the sleep-depraved and time-pressed, a guide to fast-forwarding to the most sensuous moments on film.

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