Meryl Streep

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Meryl Streep is a Hollywood icon, a political activist, a twenty-plus Oscar-nominated actress, and a mystery. The Devil Wears Prada, Kramer v. Kramer, Julie & Julia, Mama Mia!, Sophie's ChoiceMeryl does it all. But who is she when the camera stops rolling? What are the thoughts that she keeps hidden? Enter Dr. Darcy Dale. The most successful psychoanalyst in New York City, Dr. Dale has treated a number of the most famous and exceptional women in the world. Marilyn Monroe, Jackie O., and Barbra Streisand have all managed to find their way to the doorstep of this psychoanalyst''s office. Fully aware of Dr. Dale's notability, Streep decides to pay her a call, but not for psychiatric treatment. The actress hopes to observe Dr. Dale as a means of preparing for her next role as a psychoanalyst. The two strike a deal: Streep will undergo analysis herself, just as psychoanalysts must do as part of their education. In the newest installment of her On the Couch series, Dr. Alma H. Bond gives us a seat on the couch next to Meryl as the actress prepares for her next role, and Dr. Dale performs an analysis of one of Hollywood's most talented actresses. What follows is one of the most thorough and comprehensive biographies of Meryl Streep. In this detailed guide to all that made Meryl, anything you have ever wondered is chronicled in Dr. Dale's session notes. In-depth research spanning Streep's ancestry, childhood, college years, romantic entanglements, and more all finds its way onto these pages. Anyone who has ever wanted to learn more about Meryl Streep as a person, or has an interest in her acting methods, will undoubtedly lap up this book's fascinating contents. Meryl Streep: On the Couch offers what no other biography can: a psychoanalytic perspective into the life and mind of Meryl Streep. While the media gives us the most versatile and amazing actress of her generation, Dr. Bond gives us the mother, the wife, the woman.

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• Publié par: Bancroft Press
• Date de parution: 07 décembre 2019
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781610885010
• Langue: English

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M eryl S treep
ON THE COUCH
By Alma H. Bond, Ph.D., author of the On the Couch Series
Copyright 2019 Alma H. Bond, Ph.D. All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by electronic means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the publisher, except by a reviewer, who may quote passages in a review.

Although factual information forms the core of Meryl Streep: On the Couch , the book is a work of fiction, and is not necessarily a complete or historically accurate rendering of her life. The work draws upon some of the well-known details of Ms. Streep’s history as well as speculations about her that have appeared in print. It is also based upon the author’s impressions and analysis of Ms. Streep, whom Dr. Bond has long admired from afar. It is this great admiration that led to the writing of this book. It is emphasized that the author did not serve as Ms. Streep’s psychoanalyst at any time.
Cover and interior illustrations:
Interior Design: Tracy Copes
Published by Bancroft Press
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ISBN (cloth) 978-1-61088-499-0
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To my dear departed son Zane, who will forever be missed .
CONTENTS
Acknowledgements
January 2, 2017
January 2, 2017
January 4, 2017
January 6, 2017
January 9, 2017
January 11, 2017
January 13, 2017
January 16, 2017
January 18, 2017
January 20, 2017
January 23, 2017
January 25, 2017
January 27, 2017
January 30, 2017
February 1, 2017
February 3, 2017
February 6, 2017
February 8, 2017
February 10, 2017
February 13, 2017
February 15, 2017
February 15, 2017
February 17, 2017
February 20, 2017
February 24, 2017
February 26, 2017
February 27, 2017
March 1, 2017
March 3, 2017
March 6, 2017
March 8, 2017
March 10, 2017
March 13, 2017
March 15, 2017
March 17, 2017
March 20, 2017
March 22, 2017
March 24, 2017
March 27, 2017
April 21, 2017
April 24, 2017
April 26, 2017
April 28, 2017
April 28, 2017
May 1, 2017
May 3, 2017
May 5, 2017
May 8, 2017
May 10, 2017
May 12, 2017
May 15, 2017
May 17, 2017
May 19, 2017
May 22, 2017
May 24, 2017
May 26, 2017
June 2, 2017
June 5, 2017
June 7, 2017
June 9, 2017
June 12, 2017
June 14, 2017
June 16, 2017
June 19, 2017
June 21, 2017
June 22, 2017
June 23, 2017
June 26, 2017
June 28, 2017
June 30, 2017
July 3, 2017
July 3, 2017
July 5, 2017
July 10, 2017
July 12, 2017
July 14, 2017
July 17, 2017
July 19, 2017
July 21, 2017
July 24, 2017
July 24, 2017
July 26, 2017
July 28, 2017
August 2, 2017
August 4, 2017
August 7, 2017
August 9, 2017
August 11, 2017
August 14, 2017 (morning)
August 14, 2017 (later in the day)
August 16, 2017
August 18, 2017
August 18, 2017
August 21, 2017
August 23, 2017
August 25, 2017
August 28, 2017
August 30, 2017
September 1, 2017
September 4, 2017
September 6, 2017
September 8, 2017
September 11, 2017
September 13, 2017
September 15, 2017
September 18, 2017
September 20, 2017
September 22, 2017
September 25, 2017
September 27, 2017
September 29, 2017
October 2, 2017
October 4, 2017
October 6, 2017
October 9, 2017
October 11, 2017
Index
A Brief Bibliography
About the Author
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I gratefully acknowledge the help given me in writing this book by the following people:
My wonderful publisher and editor, Bruce Bortz, the answer to every writer’s dream, and his knowledgeable and dedicated interns, especially Elizabeth Ryan.
My daughter Janet, who gives me great ideas for new books and has encouraged me every step of the way.
My son Jonathan Bond and his lovely wife, Rebecca, for supplying me with enough books to fill the Library of Congress.
Afton Monahan, my close friend and assistant, for taking the burden of household activities off my shoulders, to give me time to write. Without her help, this book (or any other) never would have been finished. I also thank her for her substantial help in locating errors in the book.
Michael Monahan, librarian and friend, for his generosity and ingenuity in forwarding me books and articles.
Jeffrey Monahan, who keeps my computer running at any hour of the day or night I need help.
The librarians of Bosler Library in Carlisle, Pennsylvania for their dedicated assistance, and the great lengths they’ve gone to to obtain books that I needed.
I wish to thank my friend, Jennifer Candland, for her contributions to the section on swimming.
I particularly want to thank the members of my delightful and talented writers group: Joan West (Jody), Sherry Knowlton, Patricia La Marche, Phyllis Orenyo, and Chad Bruce, all of whom have made many supportive and useful comments. Special thanks to Joan West, former college writing professor for forty years, who took infinite time to be my patient first editor. Joan, I am most grateful!
One major change that I owe to the group is the personal information revealed by Dr. Darcy Dale. The group expressed a wish to know more about her, so I gave it to them. If any of it seems familiar, you can guess where it comes from.
Special thanks to Pat La Marche and Chad Bruce, and my dear niece, Lois Zells, who have kindly hosted book parties for Barbra Streisand: On the Couch and Meryl Streep: On the Couch .
January 2, 2017
My name is Darcy Dale. As those of you who have read my other books know, I am a psychoanalyst who has an extensive (and expensive) practice on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. One morning before we started work, my long time assistant Rivka Ruben rushed into my office and heaved herself on top of my desk.
“What’s the matter?” she asked, her astute eyes glancing up and down my slumping body. “That’s a terrible way to start the New Year. You look glum as a tiger locked in a cage.”
“Nothing’s the matter,” I said, lying between my teeth.
“Who’re you kiddin? I know you as well as you know any of your patients. Come on, ‘fess up to Mama. What’s the problem?”
I knew there was no getting her off my back until I told her. So I said, “Well, maybe I am a little blue.”
“What are you blue about? I haven’t seen you looking this gloomy since Marilyn Monroe left town.”
“I always get depressed when a patient I’ve grown to love leaves me.”
“Aw, poor baby! Well, you’re such a good analyst there’s always one or another leavin’, so that means you’re depressed about half the time. Who’re you mourning today, for God’s sake?”
“Can’t you guess?”
“Yeah. Barbra Streisand.”
“Right.”
“Ha! I knew you wouldn’t get away with discharging her without grieving. You never do. And she was extra special, so it’s worse this time. Well, I have some news for you that just might make you feel better. A new patient called for an appointment this morning who might possibly replace Barbra, Marilyn, and all the other movie star patients you fall madly in love with.”
“Who is it?” I asked eagerly.
“Not so fast! An analyst is supposed to remain neutral. Some analyst you are! One more reaction like that and I’ll report you to the American Psychoanalytic Association.”
“Promise me you won’t let this new patient take over your life the way you did with Barbra.”
“Yeah, I promise,” I said, crossing my fingers behind my back. “Who is it this time?”
“Meryl Streep.”
“Meryl Streep? Meryl Streep? Are you kidding? I don’t really like that woman. She’s one cold drink of water. I don’t even like her style of acting. I read in some paper or other that Streep said that many people consider her to be a technical actor, but she explained that she just comes to the set ready to work, and doesn’t want to screw around and waste the first ten takes on adjusting the lighting. In any event, her acting doesn’t move me in the films that I’ve seen. Katharine Hepburn apparently agreed with me about Streep. According to her official biographer A. Scott Berg, Meryl Streep was her least favorite modern actress on screen: ‘Click, click, click,’ she said, referring to the wheels turning inside Streep’s head. I agree. No, Meryl Streep is not my jam, either as an actress or a person. She’ll never replace Barbra in my affections.”
Rivka grinned knowingly. “We’ll see.”
“When is she coming?”
“As a matter of fact, she is your first patient this morning. What a great way to start the New Year!”
“Well, thanks for giving me time to prepare!” I rushed to the mirror by my door, pulled down my blouse, took out my lipstick, and started combing my hair.
“I thought you weren’t interested in Meryl Streep,” Rivka said. “Why are you getting all dolled up?”
I gave her a dirty look and pushed her out the door.
January 2, 2017
A few minutes later, Meryl Streep sailed through the office door and extended her arm to me in a direct, firm manner. (What else would you expect?)
“Hello,” she said. “I am Meryl Streep.”
As if I didn’t know!
“Good morning, Ms. Streep,” I said, pointing out a chair to her. I studied her carefully as she arranged herself and her belongings on the chair. I thought she did not look like a patient at all. “You do not impress me as a particularly neurotic woman,” I said, perhaps a bit precipitously. “What brings you here to see me today?”
“Thank you,” she answered. “I am happy to hear you say that. Actually, you’ve hit the nail right on the head. I am not here for any personal problems.”
“Oh? Then why are you here?”
She waited a moment and then continued, “I’ve been offered a unique role in a new movie called The Psychotherapist in which I am to play a psychoanalyst…. I always research my roles very carefully, and leave no stone unturned to learn all the information I can about them. I decided that the best way to find out how therapy works … is to come and be analyzed myself.”
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