#viola and meryl are proud of you

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I fear that I will never recover from this scene

[lucysometimeswrites]

Hey can you please make a award season one but for a latina reader, if you would like you can keep the tom element. Sorry I'm asking again I accidentally deleted the last ask I made. I love your writing, you are amazing.❤️☺️

thank you thank you so much ur so sweet and of course! here you go and i hope you like it :) absolutely loved writing for latina!reader 

Awards Season (latina!reader)

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“Here to present the award for Best Actress in a Leading Role, please welcome Meryl Streep!” the host announced. A roar came from the audience at the mention of her name, the very acclaimed actress welcoming the attention and making her way to the microphone.

“Oh, stop it” she said and waved them away, earning a laugh and even more cheering from the theatre. “If I’m honest, I really considered not presenting this award because it breaks me inside to give the Oscar to someone else when it’s rightfully mine” she said in a funny, raspy evil voice, resembling a witch, “But you know, sharing is caring or whatever. Alright let’s get to it.” she continued dejectedly, still joking.

“This year, we have been blessed with beautiful films and, along with them, incredible performances from beautiful and talented actresses. Viola Davis, your abilities to embody different characters and raise awareness to ongoing issues in society has always amazed us, and it does once again in Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom”, Meryl announced, the camera going to Viola who was sitting about 10 seats to my left, the audience (including me) applauding and praising her. Literally all of her performances are incredible.

Could I still believe I was here? Definitely not, and not any time soon. From small skits to my big break with Tom Holland in a stupid rom-com that I didn’t even want to make, to now. Tom knows it’s nothing against him, it’s just that I haven’t learned to appreciate romantic comedies the way he has, but the thing I loved most from doing it was finishing it with Tom. He had become such an important person in my life since that moment, what with guiding me through the newfound world of fame and being there for me when I joined the Marvel franchise, it was just more than I could ever dream of. Now I sit here at the freaking Oscars, with Tom Holland as my date, and having done one of the greatest films ever, nothing could keep the smile off my face. Or the nerves.

 My leg kept bouncing up and down, a nervous action I often did and one that the guy beside me had caught on to real quick when we first met. His warm hand gently squeezed my thigh, and I turned to look at him a little surprised.

“Hey, it’s okay” he softly said, his gaze soft and comforting.

“I didn’t even realize I was doing it” I answered in the same tone, whispering a thank you and letting my hand rest on top of his, weirdly interlocking our fingers. 

Meryl turned to where Olivia Colman was sitting, “Your Majesty,” she started, referencing her portrayals of royalty and causing her to chuckle, “your moving performances have always left us wanting more, and I’m sure that is what I and everyone felt when we saw you in The Father” a big smile broke out on her face, and cheering ensued once more for our queen, or at least one of mine.

“Aging is some we all go through...unfortunately,” Meryl uttered into the mic, touching up her almost white hair, “and you, Cynthia Erivo, made us relate to your character this way with your brilliant acting in Reaching 39″, that woman is simply amazing, I thought as I clapped and cheered with the audience.

“My dear Kate,” the camera panned to Kate Winslet, who just stared fondly at the woman on the stage, “watching you grow as an actress has been one of the pleasures of my life and you reach new heights both professionally and literally in Misdemeanors”, she is such an icon, oh my.

Finally, Meryl Streep turned to look at me in the front row with a grin on her face, and I quickly got into “camera mode”, as I like to call it. I sat up straighter, looking at her with gentle eyes and smile. 

“Señorita Y/N Y/L,” she started with the heavily accented Spanish word for Ms., “with your entrance into the world of filmmaking, you have set new expectations for all of us to reach. Even though this is your first nomination, I feel in my heart it won’t be the last, and we can’t wait to see more of you like we saw with your extraordinary performance in Paraíso” she finished, bringing a big smile to my face at her words. Turning to the camera, I became a bit shy and gave a small wave, feeling Tom squeeze my hand in comfort and another hand on my shoulder from behind. I turned to see Salma Hayek, one of my co-stars in the film, who gave me a strong nod and smile, loudly saying “Eso!” as a cheer for me.

“And the Oscar goes too...” ayyyyy no ay no que nervios que nervios que nervios me muero- all of this going through my head repeatedly but having to put on a smile and a calm façade for the camera was exhausting. Tranquila, tranquila, si no ganas está bien igual solo el hecho de estar aquí ya es lo más-

“Y/N Y/L, Paraíso!” Meryl announced, and all I heard were screams and loud clapping from around me. 

Shocked, I looked up with wide eyes and my jaw going slack a little. I felt a buzz fill my body and the idol on the stage beckoned me up, when I realized I hadn’t moved. I slowly stood up and instantly turned to Tom who quickly pulled me into his arms with a strong hug and whispering in my year, “I knew it! I knew you would do it darling. I’m so so proud of you babe, go get your award!” not giving me a chance to answer as he gave me a quick kiss and turned me around in the direction of the stage. Still in a bit of a daze, I didn’t see Salma, Eugenio (Derbez), and Benicio (del Toro) make their way to me, ambushing me in a group hug as they started jumping around and sort of with me, chanting “EH! EH! EH!” like Latinos at a party and causing me to laugh and come back to my senses. I hugged them all and continued to the stairs, stopping to hug my directors Guillermo del Toro and Alfonso Cuarón. 

I lifted my dress as I ascended the steps, and in true nervous fashion, stumbled and almost face planted in front of thousands of people. 

“Uy, mierda” I chuckled to myself, and accepted the help of none other than Chris Evans who lent his arm for the remaining steps. I thanked him with a smile and after his Congrats!, I made my way to Meryl who held the famous award in her hands. She handed it to me and pulled me into her embrace, saying “Beautiful job, sweetheart, you’re amazing”, and all I could answer was “Oh my, thank you so much, you’re the amazing one”, sharing a laugh with her and standing in front of the mic.

I looked out into the audience, who were still giving me a standing ovation. Almost like a camera in my head, I tried to ingrain this moment in my mind and took a deep breath, starting my speech.

“God, I really hope I don’t forget any words in English right now” I said with a breathless laugh, inciting one from the people below me. “Thank you so much. Thank you to...um...so many people. To the Academy for this great, great honor. To my fellow nominees for inspiring me every single day. Being in the same room as you is already insane, let alone being nominated with you, it’s just- it’s truly out of this world. Viola, Olivia, Kate, Cynthia, you are my literal idols and if I could physically cut this Oscar into five pieces,” I said as I made a motion of cutting the award and humoured the audience, “I would give a piece to all of you. Um, thank you to my team, my agent, Victoria, te adoro y te agradezco for believing in me and helping me live out my dream. Sorry, I’m probably gonna switch between languages during this.” I said with a laugh. 

“Paraíso was a project that, for me, came out of nowhere. But for my extraordinary directors los señores Guillermo del Toro and Alfonso Cuarón, it was a life’s work so to you, gracias por darme la oportunidad de darle vida a Marielos and for giving me the experience of a lifetime. Salma, Eugenio, Benicio, Gael, and all the cast and crew, thank you for becoming my second family and supporting me every step of the way. It has been my honor to work with you” I said with a hand on my chest, showing that I was speaking from my heart and smiling at the kisses and cheers sent to me from them, hearing a crazed Te amamos! from Eugenio. It eased the tension in my body which I was incredibly thankful for. 

“I also want to thank-” I stopped, getting a little choked up, “ha, sorry, it’s my family that couldn’t be here” I said, a wave of claps and cheering in comfort came from the audience. Quickly composing myself, I continued, “Ya, okay. All the way back home, lo hice! Familia, les dije que no les iba a agradecer si me ganaba un Oscar algún día por no creer en mi y hoy es ese día, pero no me lo perdonaría si no les agradezco. Gracias por apoyarme a pesar de que yo sé que les dio un ataque que quisiera ser actriz. Gracias por siempre estar ahí para mi, por quererme incondicionalmente y por enseñarme que trabajando duro todo se puede lograr. Los amo infinitamente.” I finished, with tears threatening to roll down my eyes. I tilted my head to the sky to prevent them from falling, and with a deep breath I turned to Tom who had his hands in a prayer stance while looking intently at me, the same smile from before still gracing his face.

“Tommy...” I started, and the audience audibly awed at the nickname, “Oh, you don’t even know what I’m gonna say to him” I said with narrowed eyes, but my gaze found my love once more.

“Thank you so much for being my rock ever since we met. I’m beyond thankful for you and all you do for me, baby. You make me the happiest and thank you for pushing me to do things that scare me. For being there for me in case I fall and for being my person. Te amo, amor.” I blowed him a kiss which he caught and jokingly used to wipe his tears, making me and the other celebrities laugh.

Please wrap up, I read from the screen, and let out and “Ay, perdón! I gotta wrap up sorry sorry” hurriedly finishing up my speech. 

“Lastly, this award goes out to all the Latina girls out there with big dreams. Nunca se den por vencidas. No dejen que nadie les diga que no porque de que se puede, se puede. Querer es poder! I love you guys, my fans oh my gosh, thank you thank you, gracias!” I rushed out, raising the award to the air with one last big smile as Meryl guided me backstage to answer some questions. Just before I was off sight, I turned and looked out to the stage once more.

Lo logré...

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once again, disclaimer, movie names are mostly fictitious. feedback and requests always welcome!

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My Top 10 Options on who could have played Nina Simone

TI seem to being doing these a lot lately but because I wasn’t happy with the casting of Zoey Saldana being Nina Simone as most of us probably weren’t happy here is a list of people who I feel could have played Nina Simone.

10. Michaela Coel

She is a great actress and she is the dead ringer to Nina Simone in my opinion but I just don’t feel she is a strong enough singer which is why she is why she is higher on the list but she is a great poet and we could always just dub her singing. 

9. India Arie 

India Arie is on this list because she is an amazing singer, and her music is pretty much what Nina Simone stood for. Be proud of your dark skin, features and India Arie has the right look. However, she higher up on this list because I have never seen her act in anything. So, it is pretty much the opposite of my previous person I chose to put on this list. 

8. Danielle Brooks 

She is an amazing singer and actress. She has broadway experience, she has done the broadway show “The Color Purple as the lead character Sophia, has done a voice on Tangled the series and her acting well most of you know her as Natasha “Tastee” Jefferson from orange is the New Black. Oh and I would love to see her in anything other than those prison scrubs.

7. Fantasia Barrino

She is a winner of American Idol, she also starred in the Broadway show the color purple and she is really talented. I don’t have much to say about her other than she has talent and would have played Nina Simone well

6. Cynthia Erivo

She has broadway experience as well she is an amazing singer. She played Harriet Tubman in the movie Harriet. I think it would be cool to see her in more lead films and see her flex her talent muscles. Acting and singing and she is very talented at both. She would Fit Nina Simone so well! 

5. Ledesi

She is an amazing singer! She sang a duet with Adam Lambert and has a powerful voice! I think I am not sure on her acting skills but I know she has a power voice.

4. Alfre Woodard

She is a very versatile actress and she is so expressive! She has a great deal of experience under her belt, she played the mom, to Monica in Love and Basketball, she was in the netflix series Luke Cage, she played Aunt Joesphine in the new version A Series of Unfourtanate Events and she has been in a pletora of things and if I were to name all those we would be here forever lol! 

3. Viola Davis

This woman is a multi talent. She is an amazing actress and singer. She is a Juliard Graduate and has lots of Broadway experience and I believe she once said someone calle her the Black Meryl streep. Her acting experience include, the show How to Get Away With Murder, she starred in the following movies, The Help, Fences, Suicide Sqaud and she played the biological mom of Antwone Fisher in the movie Antwone Fisher. I know she can sing and if she played Nina Simone it would be a great way to show her singing talents as well as her acting talents.

2. Lauryn Hill

She has such strong powerful voice and she is amazingly talented. She is more of a singer than actress but from what I have seen she excells at both. She was in Sister Act 2 Back in the Habit which is the movie she is mainly known for. Not to much else to say about her but it would be fun to see her flex her acting muscles again. 

1.  Uzo Aduba

She is a multitalent. She can sing dance act and ice skate. She has an incredible singing voice. Most people recognize and know her best as Suzanne Warren aka Crazy Eyes from Orange is the New Black where starred along side with Danielle Brooks. She has also starred in things such as Miss Virgina where she plays the mom in that movie, she played Glinda the Good Witch in the 2015 Broadway Production of the Wiz (BTW that is far Superior to the Diana Ross version which was terrible) and she also played the mom in Beats! Even though I think Viola Davis and Afre Woodard are slightly better actresses than Uzo I placed her at number one because she is very versatile, she has an amazing voice, and I think she and she has shown a good balance between her singing and acting. I also think she can do both equally well. As I said about Danielle Brooks it would be nice to see her in something other than those Prison Scrubs! 

These women are all beautiful, talented and the best part is that more dark skin women get jobs and no one has to be painted darker to be the correct skin tone and no prosthetics needed to make their features look more Afrocentric because they all ready come that way and theire features are beautiful! Honarable Mentions: Audra McDonald. Jennifer Hudson

Update: I know I keep editing this post but I have officially decided to to replace Audra McDonald at number five with Ledesi. Her singing voice feels better suited for Nina

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2.) A person who you admire

I adore my parents. They have given me their unconditional love and support from day one. I wouldn’t be who I am today without them. They’re both now in retirement, both took it ‘early’ which I love, they now have more time for them. With Dad previously working as a fireman he was always on shifts and did very physical tasks and labour, working a range of different jobs from his teens and early twenties too. Mum was in banking, fought cancer off like a warrior in her early forties and then opened her own catering business. They’ve both inspirations and have shown what hard work and determination can achieve. When I was at school I was unsure about college and university, I got myself into a bit of a state worrying and stressing about the next steps and future. I think that happens to a lot of teenagers though, the pressure of having a five-year plan, all ‘your ducks in a row’ ready to go. That’s without the other pressures from their peers, raging hormones, battles with body image, sex (having it or lack of) relationships (again trying to keep one or trying to be in one,) searching for a part time job, learning to drive and the rest! They calmed me down and got me to take just one step at a time. Not to think too far ahead, we went to open days, I talked to my sister more about college life and went from there. Not to sound smug or like a show off but now I have three A levels, 2 AS Levels, a foundation diploma in art and design and a Frist for my BA Hons Degree. Pretty proud of that (gives self a small pat on the back.) My parents encouraged me then and still do now to be happy. Genuinely happy. Not ‘oh I’m fine’ plods along then cry behind closed doors, as I’ve done that. I had real low points at work, it made me stronger and more resilient, I learnt a lot about what not to do and what makes a toxic work environment, I know now more about the warning signs, little or large. I think back at the angry rants and late night tears I had, they would listen and offer advice and kind words, I know they wanted me to leave and be happy. I ended up having three months off and changed locations/teams which did the world of good. My final year at work I kept thinking about other avenues, other jobs, going back to university, learning more...just doing something different. I felt very stagnant where I was before I quit, ground hog day mode.   I love to learn. To challenge and push myself. I loved that feeling of being top of the class at school and in the ‘upper/top’ sets. Considering I was a little hesitant with college and university (oh the joys of teenage and hormonal angst and worry) I thrived when I was there. My strong work ethic comes from my parents, but also knowing that they will love and support me no matter what I decide to do. My sister is a real fire cracker, she has a BA, MA and PGCE degree, super smart, kind with a heart of gold. I joke and call her a ‘proper adult’ as she has a house, mortgage, 2 dogs and a partner of 9 years (see proper grown up!) She loves to learn too, with all the degrees! She talks so passionately and would love to study a PHD as well. She’s always there for me at the end of the phone, we both talk in the same fast paced and loud way. We have big personalities and matching values and core of family, love and loyalty, J-Lo is just amazing, I started watching her films and listening to her music back in primary school and have loved her ever since. She’s 51 and looks ABSolutley phenomenal (note at the emphasis on ABS.) I admire her and have a big crush, so it’s a mix really of admiration and looking up in a ‘oh wow’ mindset. She’s had a blossoming career or over 30 years, a triple threat. It’s great to see more women on the screen over the age in forty in different roles – not simply Mum, Grandmother or witch. I love Meryl Streep, Nicole Kidman, Reese Witherspoon, Margot Robbie, Viola Davies, Phoebe Waller-Bridge – the list can go on and on, that’s just for a handful from film and tv. Big love for Ellie Goulding, Katy Perry, Lady Gaga, Rihanna and Taylor Swift. All unique and brilliant in their own way, song writers and performers.   I have some nostalgia (of course) as their early albums remind me of my teen years, then later albums are gym and night out songs. I just saw online today that Ellie Goulding is releasing a fitness, lifestyle book later on this year. That’ll be on the Christmas list. Taylor Swifts documentary from 2020 was really eye-opening showing how she has grown up over the years but felt she was ‘frozen in time’ particularly with the press and production companies. Katy Perry has just had her first baby at 36 after six albums, four massive tours, fragrance releases, stints on American Idol along with a concert movie. It’s refreshing to see women having children later and below they have all achieved so much, only listing a handful of factors below - that’s without philanthropy, charity work, political activism along with other endorsements and partnerships. All four women below are successful, hardworking women without children. Ellie – 34 – four albums, four tours and onto more ventures. Gaga (Stefani) 34 – six albums, six tours, Vegas residency, Academy, BAFTA, Golden Globes. Rihanna - 32 – eight albums, seven tours, Grammy awards, acting credits and a lingerie and make up line. Taylor – 31 – nine albums, five tours, Grammy and Emmy awards, They’re all up to more projects and exploring new avenues in the thirties, doing things for them! It’s what I like to see and makes me think of age as less of a number. I feel more excited now at 26 knowing I’m starting something new with my degree and the move. I don’t think about marriage or children really, I see a lot of that happening on my social media and it’s nice if that’s what is right for that person but not yet for me. I’ve still got so much I want to do! Oh Gloria Steinem! As I’ve been reading her books and watch her live talk with the British Library recently! What a career and journey she has had over the past sixty years and still going!  

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                                                                    JANUARY     2021

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 Kate Winslet and Soirse Ronan star in Ammonite. The film brings us the story of brilliant female paleontologist Mary Anning. She discovered the first near complete plesiosaur and so much more in the 1800’s.

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An untitled project from Nora Fingscheidt has a great cast with Sandra Bullock, Vincent D’onofrio, Viola Davis and Richard Thomas.

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Vegas had a monolith and then a gingerbread monolith appeared in San Francisco.

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More than 400 fossil footprints from 10,000 to 19,000 years ago were found in Tanzania.

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Everyone seems excited about Nick Cage and the History of swear words.

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People dead all over and Trump and his people are bragging about cocktails or their great healthcare. What about the rest of us??

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Proud Boys leader Enrique Tarrio visited the white house. Public tour?

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Pete Buttigieg was picked for transportation secretary.

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Steven Soderburgh gives up the film Let them all talk with Meryl Streep, Candice Bergen and Diane Weist.

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Ellen Page now wishes to be known as Elliot.

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Days alert: Chloe is back, let’s hope she and Phillip get back together and she sorts him out. Chad, WTF is wrong with ya? Joey gone so soon?? More Tony and Anna in 2021!!!

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Nowhere to call home is a wonderful book with pictures of the homeless. The photographer, Leah Denbok uses sales to help with their plight.

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Betsy Devos tried to divert millions of dollars in coronavirus aid to private schools. Luckily the courts did not allow it.

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Bob Odenkirk and Christopher Lloyd will star in Nobody.

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Fatale is coming with Hillary Swank and Michael Ealy.

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Look for the new series, Tell me your secrets with Amy Brenneman, Lily Rabe and Richard Thomas.

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I suppose some politicians feel they have a good plan. Scare election officials so much that they won’t want to work elections anymore and their shady cronies can sidle in and take over.** Isn’t it funny that some Senators don’t want to fund the state and locals which in essence defunds the police which they seem to be against.**The 10 richest members of the Senate don’t think you need $2,000 checks.** McConnell removed paid SICK leave (during Covid) while adding tax breaks for race horse owners. That sounds like him.

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Chris Krebbs sues the Trump campaign.

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Rachel Maddow gives us the new book, Spiro Agnew: Bag Man.

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Bob Woodward and Bob Costa are working on a new book about Trump and Biden. The Bob’s: my political heaven.

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Life has been a whirlwind lately and here’s to a wonderful 2021.

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Conan is leaving the TBS show for a weekly series on HBO MAX.

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Such a busy month so went for a small column. Happy New Year babies!!!

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R.I.P. the Covid victims, Valery Giscard d’Estaing, Ben Bova, David Lander, Rafer Johnson, Jan Morris, Allison Lurie, Dave Prouse, Natalie Desselle Reid, Dick Allen, Paul Sarbanes, Carol Sutton, John le Carre’, Catie Lazarus, Ambrose Diamini, Rita Houston, Don Fowler, Rebeca Luker, Chuck Yeager, Ann Reinking, Thomas Lister Jr., Lee Wallace, Roger Berlind, Tony Rice, Michael Alig, Leslie West, David Romano, Svend Petersen, Mark Harringer’s Mom, Dawn Wells and Charley Pride.

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Meryl Streep’s Acceptance Speech for her Cecil B. DeMille Award in the Golden Globes

Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year, so I have to read.

Thank you, Hollywood Foreign Press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said: You and all of us in this room really belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it: Hollywood, foreigners and the press.

But who are we, and what is Hollywood anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and educated in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, came up in Central Falls, Rhode Island; Sarah Paulson was born in Florida, raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids in Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Vicenza, Italy. And Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, raised in London — no, in Ireland I do believe, and she’s here nominated for playing a girl in small-town Virginia.

Ryan Gosling, like all of the nicest people, is Canadian, and Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, and is here playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. So Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. And if we kick them all out you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this, so: An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us, and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that. Breathtaking, compassionate work.

But there was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good; there was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh, and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter. Someone he outranked in privilege, power and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it, and I still can’t get it out of my head, because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kinda gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect, violence incites violence. And when the powerful use their position to bully others we all lose. O.K., go on with it.

O.K., this brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call him on the carpet for every outrage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in the Constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the Committee to Protect Journalists, because we’re gonna need them going forward, and they’ll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing: Once, when I was standing around on the set one day, whining about something — you know we were gonna work through supper or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, “Isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is, and we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight.

As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your broken heart, make it into art.

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I love Meryl Streep even more now, somehow.

Transcript:

“I love you all. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year. So I have to read. Thank you, Hollywood Foreign Press [Association]. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said, you and all of us in this room, really, belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it. Hollywood, foreigners, and the press. But who are we? And, you know, what is Hollywood anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and created in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola [Davis] was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, grew up in Central Falls, Long Island. Sarah Paulson was raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Italy. Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Ethiopia, raised in— no, in Ireland, I do believe. And she’s here, nominated for playing a small town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, is here for playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. If you kick ‘em all out, you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this. An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that — breathtaking, passionate work. There was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart — not because it was good. There was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter, someone he outranked in privilege, power, and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it. I still can’t get it out of my head because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. And when the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose. This brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the committee to protect journalists. Because we’re going to need them going forward. And they’ll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing: Once, when I was standing around on the set one day whining about something, we were going to work through supper, or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, “Isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight. As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia said to me once, “Take your broken heart, make it into art.” Thank you.”

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Power Couple (Lin/Reader)

Prompt: Hello can I have a imagine where Lin is my husband and I’m a famous screenwriter and I win my 10th Oscar for it and he is really proud of me!

Author’s Note: I have every intention of winning plenty of Academy Awards of my own one day (both for acting and screenwriting) so I’ve done a bit of research as to what goes on. I tried to be as accurate as possible. If you’re unaware, like Y/N stands for “your name”, L/N stands for “last name”.

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda/Reader

Summary: It’s time for the Academy Awards and you’re nominated for what might be your tenth academy award for Best Original Screenplay. Your husband Lin is right beside you, nominated as well. Win or lose, it’s going to be a fun night.

Rating: PG I guess for drinking

Warnings: ARE YOU AFRAID OF SUCCESS? (nah jk no warnings)

Words: 1988

Askbox / Masterlist / What I Write

You stepped out of the limo in a red gown, the door already held open for you. 

There were cheers as you arrived from the fans behind the barricades on the sidewalk.

“Are you ready?” you heard Lin ask as he closed the door behind you.

“Tenth time’s the charm.” you quipped, grabbing his hand. “Let’s go.”

Your publicist led you both forward onto the red carpet. There was a frenzy of camera flashes as you both stepped up, people screaming your name and asking you to face them. You felt more comfortable posing beside your husband than you ever had felt posing alone, which made you grateful that you had both been nominated this year. He kissed your forehead, causing another wave of camera flashes and an uproar from the press on the other side of the barricade.

After a few more minutes of photos, you were lead forward to complete a few interviews before heading inside. They separated you and Lin for the moment, pulling you into an interview with Entertainment Weekly.

“Y/N, so nice to see you! You look beautiful tonight!”

“Thank you.” With the lights shining at you, you could barely make out the face of the female reporter who had a microphone in your face. Still, you put on your brightest smile.

“How excited are you for tonight? You’re nominated for your original screenplay of Distance, which is also nominated for best picture. Now I know you’ve spent so long working on this project, and I’m sure you’re excited to see it being honored at such a prestigious level.”

“Of course. This was such an incredible project to work on and seeing it come to life was such an awe-inspiring experience. I’m honored to have worked with such an incredible cast and crew to bring this project to light.”

“If you win tonight, this will be your tenth oscar for an original screenplay. You already hold the record for most academy awards won by a woman, are you excited to break the record again?”

You nodded, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “Nothing in life is promised, so it’s just exciting to be here and be in the same category as so many other talented individuals.”

You publicist signaled the interviewer, letting her know that she had one question left.

“What was it like at home for you the day you found out that you and Lin-Manuel Miranda, your husband, were both nominated for an award this year?” “We were both kind of surprised to be nominated at the same time, but definitely happy for one another. He’s an incredibly talented man and it makes perfect sense that he would be here.”

“Thanks for talking with us. Have a good time, and good luck tonight!”

You took your publicists’ hand as she carefully led you out of the spotlights.

“You did great. Now just do that about ten more times like we rehearsed.”

You took in a breath. Lin, in the middle of his own interview, turned to smile at you before answering a question.

While being a nominated for an Academy Award was nothing new to you, it didn’t change the fact that the awards show itself was pretty overwhelming.

After another group of interviews you finally headed inside to your reserved seat near the front. Lin joined you shortly after, sitting beside you.

You were greeted by a few familiar faces, big names whom you’d come to know over the years. As everyone took their seats, Lin expressed his confidence in you.

“What should we do to celebrate Oscar number ten?” he was whispering in your ear, intent to keep the conversation between the two of you.

“Stop.” you smiled, softly elbowing him in the ribs. “Maybe you should focus on you winning number five.”

“Fifth is okay, but this isn’t just any award. This is your tenth academy award. Those are Meryl Streep numbers. Except you’ve actually won more times than she has.”

“If I win, which is not guaranteed, we can sleep in tomorrow. If you win, we can start re-watching The West Wing again.”

“What if we both win?”

“If we both win, we’re getting drunk on whatever drink that they’re only serving to the winners and making out in the trophy engraving room at the governor’s ball.”

He laughed. “I’m already looking forward to that, but we should get a head start onstage since I’m presenting your award.”

You rolled your eyes. “So not happening.”

The host came out a few minutes later, doing an opening musical number before proceeding into the awards.

After about five rounds and a few commercial breaks, the presenters for the award for Best Original Song came out. You squeezed Lin’s hand supportively, holding your breath as they listed the nominees.

“… and the award for Best Original Song goes to…” the presented opened the envelope, pulling out the card with the winner’s name on it. “Lin-Manuel Miranda!”

The crowd was cheering as you both stood up. It was his fifth award for Best Original Song. You hugged, congratulating him as he moved past you to head toward the stage.

They handed him the award and he promptly shook hands with each of the presenters before making his way to the podium.

“This is such an honor.” he started. “I’m so incredibly humbled to be standing here before you receiving this award. I’d be lying if I said I could’ve done this without my incredible wife, Y/N.”

There was a camera nearby on you, showing your proud reaction as Lin was speaking.

“She makes every day of my life a blessing, pushing me to go above and beyond my best. She’s also a way better writer than me.”

The audience laughed. You smirked at him from your seat in the third row knowing he could very well see it.

Once he’d finished his speech, he headed backstage to talk to the press, leaving you alone to sit beside his family until your category was called.

After a few more award and commercial breaks, Lin came back onstage alongside Viola Davis, preparing to present the award for Best Original Screenplay.

They took turns reading through each nomination before it came to announce the winner.

“…and the award for Best Original Screenplay goes to…” Lin pulled the card out of the envelope, attempting to hide his excitement. “Y/N L/N!”

The audience cheered as you stood up, hugging Lin’s parents before heading to the stage. You hugged Viola before turning to Lin, who kissed you onstage in front of everyone.

“Can’t wait to make out with you at the governor’s ball.” he teased as one of the award presenters handed you your oscar.

“I really hope the mic didn’t pick up what my husband just told me.” you started, receiving a laugh from the crowd.

“Wow um, where do I start? Distance was one of the most incredible films that I’ve had the pleasure of working on. I feel as though it was a story that needed to be told in today’s society, where so many people of color still face systematic racism and oppression every single day. I could not have been more humbled to see the amazing cast and crew bring this story to life.” You thanked some of the cast and crew, stating what a privilege it was to work with them. There was a small applause.

“I would be foolish not to thank my husband Lin, mostly because he’s standing about seven feet to my right…”

Another laugh from the crowd, Lin smiling from the other end of the stage.

“I would never be at this point in my career without his love, support, and compassion. He makes me a better writer because he never accepts anything less than my best work. I owe him everything to be standing here right now.”

From your peripheral vision, you could see Lin was wiping away tears as you finished your speech.

When you headed off-stage, he had his arm around you.

Just before you stepped into the press room he pulled you into his hug.

“I’m so proud of you, Y/N. You did such amazing work. You deserve this so much.”

“We both did.” you reminded him. “Let’s be honest, this was a killer night for both of us.”

You pulled back from the hug only to high-five him.

“Alright, go in there. I’ll be here when you get back.”

You headed into the press room, a frenzy of photos and people shouting, asking questions. The person running the press room managed to get everyone to quiet down, asking questions one-on-one. You answered gracefully, putting on your best smile.

When it was over, you both headed back to your seats for the end of the show.

 Your movie had won best picture, prompting you to go onstage once again with the cast and crew as the producers gave an acceptance speech.

When it was over, there was another moment on the red carpet where you and the other winners were expected to pose with your awards before heading to the after party.

The governor’s ball was a formal, prestigious event every year. The food, drinks, and decorations were always of the highest quality, and the nominees and winners were scattered about, socializing with one another.

You’d been to nine governor’s ball’s before that one, leaving plenty of room for comparison as you stepped inside.

“I was kind of a fan of the food back in two-thousand and ten.” Sitting down to dinner, you, Lin and his parents were some of the few patrons at one of the many tables. “Since then, they haven’t really matched the quality.”

“I thought you said it was twenty-eleven? Isn’t that when they had that lamb you really liked?” Lin asked.

“Oh it was twenty-eleven. Shit, these start to blend together after a while.” you paused. “Oh god, do I sound like I’m bragging right now?”

“A tiny bit,” he confessed. “I mean, you’re kind of right, though. I’ve only been to half as many, but I can’t remember if that waiter spilling food all over Scarlett Johansson happened two or three years ago.”

“God, we sound like such assholes.”

“They wouldn’t keep giving us awards if we weren’t any good.” he pointed out. “Just keep your smile humble and everyone else will politely ignore that you’ve won ten times.”

After dinner, hand in hand with your husband, you headed to the trophy engraving room with your awards, handing them off to the engraver while you waited beside one another.

You were both offered a drink, a rare champagne that was only given to award winners. Knowing your intentions for the evening, you drank the glass rather quickly, already asking for another. Lin had done the same.

After several glasses, your promise was kept. You were off to the far end of the room with your husband, drunkenly making out with your husband. You were happier than you’d ever felt—which said a lot since you were genuinely pretty happy.

The engraver politely cleared his throat, catching your attention when he’d completed work on the both of your awards.

“Oh, thanks.” You took yours and handed Lin his.

“Should we go back out there?” he offered.

“Let’s go home,” you suggested instead. “We’ve been to enough of these. I’d much rather spend time with you.”

He smiled. “You’re right, that sounds way better.”

[nowitallbegins]

You make me proud to be an artist. You make me feel that what I have in me, my body, my face, my age is enough.

Viola Davis to Meryl Streep at the 74th Annual Golden Globe Awards

[the-all-around-fangirl]

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"Thank you very much. Thank you very much. Thank you. Please sit down. Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You'll have to forgive me. I've lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year. So I have to read.

Thank you, Hollywood foreign press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said. You and all of us in this room, really, belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it. Hollywood, foreigners, and the press. But who are we? And, you know, what is Hollywood anyway? It's just a bunch of people from other places.

I was born and raised and created in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola [Davis] was born in a sharecropper's cabin in South Carolina, and grew up in Central falls, Long Island. Sarah Paulson was raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Italy. Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Ethiopia, raised in -- no, in Ireland, I do believe. And she's here nominated for playing a small town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, is here for playing an Indian raised in Tasmania.

Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. If you kick 'em all out, you'll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts. They gave me three seconds to say this. An actor's only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that, breathtaking, passionate work.

There was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good. There was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter, someone he outranked in privilege, power, and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it. I still can't get it out of my head because it wasn't in a movie. It was real life.

And this instinct to humiliate, when it's modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody's life, because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. When the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose.

This brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage.That's why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the committee to protect journalists. Because we're going to need them going forward. And they'll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing. Once when I was standing around on the set one day whining about something, we were going to work through supper, or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, isn't it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor. Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight.

As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your broken heart, make it into art. Thank you."

- Meryl Streep acceptance speech at 74th Golden Globes

[thelovefieldproject]

She stares. That’s the first thing you notice about her. She tilts her head back with that sly suspicious smile, and she stares for a long time. And you think: Do I have something in my teeth? Or does she wanna kick my ass — which is not gonna happen? And then she’ll ask questions. “What’d you do last night, Viola?” “Oh I cooked an apple pie.” “Did you use Pippin apples?” “Pippin apples, what the hell are Pippin apples? I used Granny Smith apples.” “Oh. Did you make your own crust?” “No, I used store-bought crust. That’s what I did.” “Then you didn’t make an apple pie, Viola.” “Well that’s because I spent all my time making my collard greens. I make the best collard greens. I use smoked-turkey chicken broth and my own special sauce.” Silence. I shut her down. “Well, they don’t taste right unless you use ham hocks. If you don’t use ham hocks it doesn’t taste the same. So how’s the family?” And as she continues to stare you realize that she sees you. And like a high-powered scanning machine she’s recording you. She is an observer and a thief. She waits to share what she has stolen on that sacred place, which is the screen. She makes the most heroic characters vulnerable, the most known familiar, the most despised relatable. Dame Streep. Her artistry reminds us of the impact of what it means to be an artist, which is to make us feel less alone. I can only imagine where you go, Meryl, when you disappear into a character. I imagine that you’re in them, patiently waiting, using yourself as a conduit, encouraging them, coaxing them to release all their mess, expose, to live. You are a muse. Your impact encouraged me to stay in the line. Dame Streep, I see you. I see you. And you know all those rainy days we spent on the set of “Doubt?” Every day my husband would call me at night and say, “Did you tell her how much she means to you?” And I said, “No, I can’t say anything, Julius, I’m just nervous. All I do is stare at her all the time.” He said, “Well, you need to say something. You’ve been waiting all your life to work with this woman. Say something.” I said, “Julius, I’ll do it tomorrow.” “O.K. you better do it tomorrow because when I get there I’m going to say something!” I haven’t said anything. But I’m gonna say it now. You make me proud to be an artist. You make me feel that what I have in me, my body, my face, my age, is enough. You encapsulate that great Émile Zola quote that if you ask me as an artist what I came into this world to do, I an artist would say, I came to live out loud.

Viola Davis 

[uomo-accattivante]

FROM: HARPER'S BAZAAR HERE'S THE FULL TRANSCRIPT OF MERYL STREEP'S POWERFUL GOLDEN GLOBES SPEECH "Thank you very much. Thank you very much. Thank you. Please sit down. Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You'll have to forgive me. I've lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year. So I have to read. Thank you, Hollywood foreign press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said. You and all of us in this room, really, belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it. Hollywood, foreigners, and the press. But who are we? And, you know, what is Hollywood anyway? It's just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and created in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola [Davis] was born in a sharecropper's cabin in South Carolina, and grew up in Central falls, Long Island. Sarah Paulson was raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Italy. Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Ethiopia, raised in -- no, in Ireland, I do believe. And she's here nominated for playing a small town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, is here for playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. If you kick 'em all out, you'll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts. They gave me three seconds to say this. An actor's only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that, breathtaking, passionate work. There was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good. There was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter, someone he outranked in privilege, power, and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it. I still can't get it out of my head because it wasn't in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it's modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody's life, because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. When the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose. This brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage.That's why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the committee to protect journalists. Because we're going to need them going forward. And they'll need us to safeguard the truth. One more thing. Once when I was standing around on the set one day whining about something, we were going to work through supper, or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, isn't it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor. Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight. As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your broken heart, make it into art. Thank you." - Meryl Streep

[buddaimond]

Meryl Streep’s acceptance speech at The Golden Globes 2017 for her Cecil B. DeMille Award

Full Transcript:

Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year, so I have to read.

Thank you, Hollywood Foreign Press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said: You and all of us in this room really belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it: Hollywood, foreigners and the press.

But who are we, and what is Hollywood anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and educated in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, came up in Central Falls, Rhode Island; Sarah Paulson was born in Florida, raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Vicenza, Italy. And Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, raised in London — no, in Ireland I do believe, and she’s here nominated for playing a small-town girl from Virginia.

Ryan Gosling, like all of the nicest people, is Canadian, and Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, and is here playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. So Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. And if we kick them all out you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this, so: An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us, and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that. Breathtaking, compassionate work.

But there was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good; there was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh, and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter. Someone he outranked in privilege, power and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it, and I still can’t get it out of my head, because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kinda gives permission for other people to do the same thing.

Disrespect invites disrespect, violence incites violence. And when the powerful use their position to bully others we all lose.

O.K., go on with it.

O.K., this brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call him on the carpet for every outrage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in the Constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the Committee to Protect Journalists, because we’re gonna need them going forward, and they’ll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing: Once, when I was standing around on the set one day, whining about something — you know we were gonna work through supper or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, “Isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is, and we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight.

As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your broken heart, make it into art.

[ge-h-stoert-hoch-zehn]

Thank you very much. Thank you very much. Thank you. Please sit down. Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year. So I have to read. Thank you, Hollywood foreign press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said. You and all of us in this room, really, belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it. Hollywood, foreigners, and the press. But who are we? And, you know, what is Hollywood anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places I was born and raised and created in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola [Davis] was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, and grew up in Central falls, Long Island. Sarah Paulson was raised by a single mom in Brooklyn. Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Italy. Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem. Where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Ethiopia, raised in — no, in Ireland, I do believe. And she’s here nominated for playing a small town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, is here for playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. If you kick ’em all out, you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts. They gave me three seconds to say this. An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that, breathtaking, passionate work. There was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good. There was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter, someone he outranked in privilege, power, and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it. I still can’t get it out of my head because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life. And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing. Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. When the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose. This brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood Foreign Press and all of us in our community to join me in supporting the committee to protect journalists. Because we’re going to need them going forward. And they’ll need us to safeguard the truth. One more thing. Once when I was standing around on the set one day whining about something, we were going to work through supper, or the long hours or whatever, Tommy Lee Jones said to me, isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor. Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight. As my friend, the dear departed Princess Leia, said to me once, take your broken heart, make it into art. Thank you.

Meryl Streep - Golden Globes Speech 2017

[yeniuyanankiz]

“Take your broken heart, make it into art.”

Thank you very much. Thank you. Please sit down. Please sit down. Thank you. I love you all. You’ll have to forgive me. I’ve lost my voice in screaming and lamentation this weekend. And I have lost my mind sometime earlier this year. So I have to read.

Thank you, Hollywood foreign press. Just to pick up on what Hugh Laurie said, you and all of us in this room, really, belong to the most vilified segments in American society right now. Think about it: Hollywood, foreigners and the press. But who are we, and what is Hollywood, anyway? It’s just a bunch of people from other places. I was born and raised and educated in the public schools of New Jersey. Viola was born in a sharecropper’s cabin in South Carolina, came up in Central Falls, Rhode Island. Sarah Paulson was born in Florida and raised by a single mom in Brooklyn.

Sarah Jessica Parker was one of seven or eight kids from Ohio. Amy Adams was born in Vicenza, Italy, and Natalie Portman was born in Jerusalem — where are their birth certificates? And the beautiful Ruth Negga was born in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia, raised in — no, in Ireland, I do believe, and she’s here, nominated for playing a small-town girl from Virginia. Ryan Gosling, like all the nicest people, is Canadian. And Dev Patel was born in Kenya, raised in London, is here for playing an Indian raised in Tasmania. So Hollywood is crawling with outsiders and foreigners. And if we kick them all out, you’ll have nothing to watch but football and mixed martial arts, which are not the arts.

They gave me three seconds to say this, so. An actor’s only job is to enter the lives of people who are different from us and let you feel what that feels like. And there were many, many, many powerful performances this year that did exactly that — breathtaking, compassionate work. There was one performance this year that stunned me. It sank its hooks in my heart. Not because it was good. There was nothing good about it. But it was effective and it did its job. It made its intended audience laugh and show their teeth. It was that moment when the person asking to sit in the most respected seat in our country imitated a disabled reporter. Someone he outranked in privilege, power and the capacity to fight back. It kind of broke my heart when I saw it. I still can’t get it out of my head because it wasn’t in a movie. It was real life.

And this instinct to humiliate, when it’s modeled by someone in the public platform, by someone powerful, it filters down into everybody’s life, because it kind of gives permission for other people to do the same thing.

Disrespect invites disrespect. Violence incites violence. And when the powerful use their position to bully others, we all lose. Okay. Go on with that thing.

This brings me to the press. We need the principled press to hold power to account, to call them on the carpet for every outrage. That’s why our founders enshrined the press and its freedoms in our Constitution. So I only ask the famously well-heeled Hollywood foreign press and all of us in our community, to join me in supporting the Committee to Protect Journalists, because we’re going to need them going forward, and they’ll need us to safeguard the truth.

One more thing. Once when I was standing around on the set one day whining about something — we were going to work through supper, or the long hours or whatever — Tommy Lee Jones said to me, “Isn’t it such a privilege, Meryl, just to be an actor?” Yeah, it is. And we have to remind each other of the privilege and the responsibility of the act of empathy. We should all be very proud of the work Hollywood honors here tonight. As my friend the dear departed Princess Leia said to me once, “Take your broken heart, make it into art.”