DifÂfiÂcult as it may be to rememÂber now, there was a time when Meryl Streep was not yet synÂonyÂmous with silÂver-screen starÂdom — a time, in fact, when she had yet to appear on the silÂver screen at all. Half a cenÂtuÂry ago, she was just anothÂer young stage actress in New York, albeit one rapidÂly ascendÂing the rungs of theÂatriÂcal presÂtige, doing three ShakeÂspeare plays and then starÂring in Weill, HauptÂmann, and Brecht’s HapÂpy End on BroadÂway. The Deer Hunter, Kramer vs. Kramer, Out of Africa, PostÂcards from the Edge, The Bridges of MadiÂson CounÂty: all this lay in her future in 1976, the year of her feaÂture debut.
Streep made that debut in EveryÂbody Rides the Carousel, a now-obscure aniÂmatÂed film that draÂmaÂtizes post-FreudiÂan psyÂcholÂoÂgist Erik ErikÂson’s eight stages of psyÂchosoÂcial develÂopÂment. First pubÂlished in his book ChildÂhood and SociÂety in 1950, this scheme capÂtured the imagÂiÂnaÂtion of the mid-cenÂtuÂry AmerÂiÂcan pubÂlic, growÂing ever hunÂgriÂer as it was for clear, legÂiÂble sysÂtems of self-underÂstandÂing.
ErikÂson conÂceived of each age of man as a strugÂgle for resÂoÂluÂtion between two opposÂing forces: in infanÂcy, for examÂple, trust verÂsus misÂtrust; in adoÂlesÂcence, idenÂtiÂty verÂsus role conÂfuÂsion; and so on.
The young Meryl Streep, or rather her voice, appears in the sixth stage, earÂly adultÂhood, whose theme is love. She acts out that age’s conÂtest of intiÂmaÂcy and isoÂlaÂtion with Charles Levin, anothÂer up-and-comÂer who would go on to achieve wide recogÂniÂtion on teleÂviÂsion shows like Alice, Hill Street Blues, and (just once, but memÂoÂrably) SeinÂfeld. In charÂacÂter as a young couÂple unsteadiÂly feelÂing their way through their relaÂtionÂship, the two engage in a remarkÂably natÂuÂralÂisÂtic conÂverÂsaÂtion, all aniÂmatÂed in a sevÂenÂties waterÂcolÂor style in the vision of direcÂtor John HubÂley. A proÂlifÂic aniÂmaÂtor who’d worked on DisÂney’s FanÂtaÂsia, HubÂley was known as the creÂator of Mr. Magoo: a man who proÂvidÂed us all with an examÂple of how to navÂiÂgate late adultÂhood’s path between ego integriÂty and despair, howÂevÂer myopiÂcalÂly.
via Messy Nessy
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Based in Seoul, ColÂin Marshall writes and broadÂcasts on cities, lanÂguage, and culÂture. His projects include the SubÂstack newsletÂter Books on Cities and the book The StateÂless City: a Walk through 21st-CenÂtuÂry Los AngeÂles. FolÂlow him on the social netÂwork forÂmerÂly known as TwitÂter at @colinmarshall.




















