...And this is where it starts to hurt me, because I fucking LOVED BOTH OF THESE MOVIES SO MUCH. Not only did I love Meryl's performances, but I truly loved the living shit out of both of these movies. AND THEY ARE SO GODDAMN DIFFERENT.
In Death Becomes Her, we get a delicious combination of both Bitchy & Campy Meryl:
And in Postcards, we get Scrappy & Big Dick Energy Meryl:
How on EARTH am I supposed to compare these WILDLY DIFFERENT performances? I'm going to have to get technical again.
This hurts me more than it hurts you, kiddos. Carrie, you are an icon, and I love you forever. But the next member of the GREAT EIGHT is...