Margaret Thatcher is part of world history, but really that's not the point of this biographic movie. Coal miners and political views aside the Margaret we see here is flesh and bone, happiness and sorrow, rigid in her youth, firm to her ideas, though keep in mind, right or wrong has no place here. The story is told by memoirs of a delusional aged woman who remembers what she wants and how she wants. Are they any regrets? Maybe not...maybe some sorrow from a very self-righteous person for whom believing was everything. The real Thatcher was a sympathetic person? Did it appealed to the public? No...but that's not the point...the adamant here is seeing her as a human with flaws. Too much pride or conviction, a hell of a time in office, well we already now that is good for creating non democratic ideas. She accomplished something in the end though many didn't see it, they all do at same point, there is always something good, unfortunately wretched things come to mind first. The biggest thing of this film is that it picks a less likely friendly figure and we get totally enthralled by her story, her figure and oh hell we love the excellent Meryl Streep (no wonder, she won the Oscar for this one). The problem is that in end the film does not exceeds greatness, biographic films tend to be hard to be so and though nice and compelling they are not fresh enough to spark. Nice to see Jim Broadbent too!!!
"Watch your thoughts for they become words. Watch your words for they become actions. Watch your actions for they become... habits. Watch your habits, for they become your character. And watch your character, for it becomes your destiny! What we think we become. "