From British royalty to the mighty Meryl Streep, our updated list of the ladies who've nabbed Academy Awards in the 21st century
What’s both gratifying and infuriating about the Oscars is encapsulated in who’s received Best Actress statuettes over the last two decades. On the one hand, this category has honored plenty of Hollywood’s current acting royalty, including Helen Mirren, Cate Blanchett, Olivia Colman, Nicole Kidman, Marion Cotillard — and even a few Americans here and there. That being said, it’s shocking how rarely our finest actresses have won for their finest roles, with the Academy often favoring showy over simmering, flash over finesse. Many of these women did far better work in other films, but that’s the Oscars for you: They often honor the greatest talents for their work in movies that almost never end up being their high-water marks. (Spoiler alert: We’re very afraid the same thing may happen with this year’s Best Actress race.) Not surprisingly, then, our ranking of this century’s Best Actress victors proved especially challenging. We focused on the individual performance, not the actress’s body of work, which led to some strange outcomes. Put it this way: This will probably be the only actress ranking on the Web that slots Meryl dead last. (Please know that you’re first in our hearts, Ms. Streep, especially after that kick-ass Golden Globes speech in 2017). Without further ado — and in honor of the 94th annual Academy Awards airing on March 27th — our breakdown of the 21st century’s Best Actress Oscar-Winners to date, from worst to best. Related: Best Actor Oscar-Winners Since 2000, Ranked Worst to Best
 Credit: Everett Collection (3) Every year since 1929, the Academy has nominated several talented women for Best Actress and then crowned their favorite with an Oscar. To be nominated is a career achievement. To win the top prize is to become a Hollywood legend. So woe to the fool who wants to sift through those wonderful Oscar-winning roles and then presume to separate the staggering and stupendous from the merely excellent. We are those fools. The writers and editors of Entertainment Weekly selected and ranked the 25 greatest Best Actress winners of all time. If you're quick at math, then you already know that over 75 Best Actress winners didn't make the list. Like we said, fools. Advertisement Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Cabaret (1972), directed by Bob Fosse Liza Minnelli brings hyperbolic joie de vivre and outrageous eye makeup to her career-defining turn as "strange and extraordinary" American chanteuse Sally Bowles, the showstopping performer at Berlin's taboo-shattering Kit Kat Klub. Minnelli is never less than dazzling, belting out show tunes in Bob Fosse's Weimar-set screen musical, but she's just as mesmerizing in the scenes outside the club in which she must navigate unexpected complications arising from a romantic triangle and the ascendancy of the Third Reich. In the harsher light of day, it's easier to see the way her relentless exuberance and her wildly theatrical flamboyance mask a quaking vulnerability. Minnelli lends her powerful voice to help Sally sing her way through the pain. —Gina McIntyre Related: The evolution of Liza Minnelli
Credit: Mondadori Collection/Getty Images The Rose Tattoo (1955), directed by Daniel Mann According to legend, Tennessee Williams wrote this role specifically for Italian icon Anna Magnani as her first major role in an English-language film. Whether or not that's true is now probably beside the point. It feels true. As Serafina Della Rose, a seamstress and mother who becomes unmoored when her husband is killed and rumors circulate that he had been unfaithful, Magnani delivers one of the most dynamic performances of her era. On the page, Serafina is an archetypical Williams heroine—a woman who feels the world too deeply and is therefore brutalized by its harsh truths and petty cruelties (e.g. Maggie the Cat, Blanche DuBois, Amanda Wingfield). But Magnani elevates Serafina into a lightning storm of rage, sorrow, and vengeance. As she seeks out her husband's alleged mistress, confronts her teenage daughter's resentment, and grapples with a not-very-bright new suitor (Burt Lancaster), Magnani unleashes a torrent of emotional fire and brimstone that, in lesser hands, would border on camp. In hers, it is a tour de force. —Sean Smith Related: 15 classic Tennessee Williams adaptations Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection The Heiress (1949), directed by William Wyler Three years after winning Best Actress for the To Each His Own (and a decade from her first nomination, for Gone With the Wind) Olivia de Havilland discovered her own greatest performance when she saw the Broadway play The Heiress, based on Henry James' novella, Washington Square. By intermission, she knew that she needed to play the lead role of Catherine Sloper, a lumpy dull charisma-void spinster. Though the role required sacrificing vanity, when Catherine's father (Ralph Richardson) destroys her chances to marry a gold-digger (Montgomery Clift), the double betrayal transforms the shy woman into an iron maiden. And de Havilland's implosive final scene, in which she coldly speaks of "the same lies, the same little phrases" she's heard all her life, could also be viewed as a feminist call to arms, as well as an indictment of the falseness and cruelty of Hollywood. —Joe McGovern Related: The Last Star: An evening with Olivia de Havilland
Credit: Everett Collection Mary Poppins (1964), directed by Robert Stevenson Much is made of the iconography of the character of Mary Poppins—one of cinema's most famous hyperbole be darned—but perhaps not enough is owed to how Julie Andrews, on the cusp of 30, simultaneously brought green charisma and decades of wisdom to the magical practical nanny. Andrews' nuanced design of P.L. Travers' creation is an astute, mellifluous, and delightfully intimidating creature of talent and propriety—and as the world would realize, so, too, was Andrews. —Marc Snetiker Related: We ranked the songs in Mary Poppins for its 50th anniversary
Credit: JoJo Whilden Still Alice (2014), directed by Richard Glatzer and Wash Westmoreland Words slowly, and then quickly, fail Julianne Moore's Alice Howland, a linguistics professor and mother of three adult children suffering the heartbreaking effects of early-onset Alzheimer's disease. But Moore doesn't need words to convey the fear as the disease advances, like the terror in her eyes as this whip-smart woman goes for a neighborhood jog and suddenly has no idea where she is. Alice loses her memories and her independence piece by piece, but Moore never crashes into melodrama. It's a devastating performance, as Alice grasps desperately to keep semblances of herself intact as her mind betrays her. —Jessica Derschowitz Related: Julianne Moore talks with EW about her research for Still Alice Advertisement Advertisement
The Silence of the Lambs (1991), directed by Jonathan Demme Anthony Hopkins is more celebrated for his more showy performance as cannibal psychiatrist Dr. Hannibal Lecter, but it's Jodie Foster as the rookie FBI agent who drives the almost unbearably intense thriller. Her riveting jail-cell jousts with Lecter are a master's class in acting that she aces, though her most awe-inspiring work comes in the climax, in which Clarice is trapped in serial killer Buffalo Bill's basement. Eyes wide, panting near panic, Foster perfectly captures the audience's own fear of being alone in the dark with a monster. —Tim Stack Related: Michelle Pfeiffer passed on Silence of the Lambs because it was too 'evil'
Credit: Getty Images Gaslight (1944), directed by George Cukor At the center of one of the best, and most unnerving, psychological thrillers ever made, Ingrid Bergman stars as Paula Alquist, a young bride who is slowly, methodically manipulated by her new husband (Charles Boyer) into believing that she is going mad. Bergman, then in her late 20s, landed her first Oscar for this intricate, layered, and deeply controlled performance of a bright young woman unraveling before her own, and our, eyes. Bergman's brilliance lies in her ability to project, in just a few early scenes, Paula's intelligence and stability, so that her growing terror as she loses her ability to trust her own mind mirrors our own. In each scene, Bergman makes such subtle, incremental adjustments to Paula's demeanor that her descent into "madness" feels, by the climax, both inevitable and, to our horror, utterly believable. —Sean Smith
Misery (1990), directed by Rob Reiner Dirty birdies don't come much dirtier than Annie, the lonely, handy-with-a-sledgehammer psychopath whom Kathy Bates miraculously imbued with sweet humor and pathos—even as she kidnapped and tortured her favorite author. Memorably dowdy fashion notwithstanding, the juicy role—part Nurse Ratched, part Jack Torrence—launched Bates into the Hollywood ether following years of false starts. Three more Oscar nominations—and safe passage on the Titanic—followed, but it's still the actress' charming delivery of the script's chilling avowals—"I'm your number one fan!"—that has the power to bring a person to his knees. Well, ankles. —Marc Snetiker Related: Inside James Caan and Kathy Bates' Misery reunion for EW Advertisement
Credit: Bruno Calvo La Vie en Rose (2007), directed by Olivier Dahan In the decades-spanning biopic about legendary French songstress Édith Piaf, 31-year-old Marion Cotillard transforms into a convincing teenaged busker, world-famous cabaret singer, and aging, arthritic morphine addict. It's a deeply emotional journey, especially when her love dies in a plane crash—it's like you can see her heart shatter right before your eyes. Also emotional, sometimes spirited and other times melancholy, are the songs, which Cotillard lip-synched. No matter—she still tapped into a deep reservoir of passion for the music, like in the final reflective number, "Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien." It's an indelible portrait of a woman, a fighter from the beginning to the end, who never separated her life from her art. —C. Molly Smith Related: What Marion Cotillard did for her art Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection The Piano (1993), directed by Jane Campion It's the kind of role that could lead to actorly histrionics: Ada is a mute woman who communicates via piano, in the remote wilderness, caught in a triangle between a civilized man (Sam Neill) and a poetical barbarian (Harvey Keitel). But in the role that won her a Best Actress Oscar, Holly Hunter reveals the sound of her character's soul with the barest of physical motions. The actress learned sign language and piano-playing for the role, Method-y affectations that explain the craftsmanlike lived-in quality of the performance. But the genius of Hunter here is how she makes Ada both mysterious and an open book—an unknowable enigma who becomes our eyes (and ears) examining the desperate strangeness of the human heart. —Darren Franich Related: Lessons to learn in The Piano Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest (1975), directed by Milos Forman The secret to playing a villain, actors often say, is not to play them as a villain. Everyone believes themselves to be the hero of their own story, and that is most definitely true of Louise Fletcher's Nurse Ratched, the all-business queen bee of the mental institute who just wants Jack Nicholson's authority-bucking R.P. McMurphy to get with the program. But, right from the start, there is something a little too kindly, a little too soft-spoken about her, hints of the controlling mania simmering beneath the starched white uniform. It comes as no surprise to the audience when she shows her true terrible colors, but the genius of Fletcher's performance is that you know Ratched doesn't believe them to be terrible at all. —Clark Collis Related: Ryan Murphy and Sarah Paulson team for Nurse Ratched origin series at Netflix Advertisement
Credit: Jessica Miglio Blue Jasmine (2013), directed by Woody Allen Woody Allen clipped his Jasmine out of the pages of Tennessee Williams, but Cate Blanchett's commanding performance is more than just a well-crafted homage to the delusional Blanche DuBois. Slumming with her sister in San Francisco after her life with her Madoff-like ex in New York implodes, Jasmine isn't quite willing to let go of the affectations that come with living in high society. Blanchett's depiction of a woman coming undone is an all-timer: she's hilarious, she's loathsome, she's heartbreaking. It's jaw-dropping work, crystallized in the film's final scene: drenched and alone, a broken Jasmine sits on a park bench, talking to the only friend she has left. —Jonathon Dornbush Related: The Awardist: Cate Blanchett on 'bringing the system down' as a 'contemporary' femme fatale in Nightmare Alley Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Hud (1963), directed by Martin Ritt Part of the reason Patricia Neal's role opposite Paul Newman's cowboy cad is branded on fans' brains—despite only about 20 minutes of screen time—is because she never seems to be acting. Which is, of course, always the goal for any actor. But even Newman is acting. Neal is just bein'. You can't take your eyes off the easygoing but slightly besmudged Alma because Neal is so authentic as to actually diminish her co-stars—an admittedly odd compliment. She tells Hud she's a good poker player, and Neal is too, showing only as much as she needs. Every line is a dart. Every delivery has a potent subtext. There's absolutely nothing another actor can learn from watching Neal in Hud. She's that good. —Jeff Labrecque Related: Patricia Neal: Five essential film performances Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Klute (1971), directed by Alan Pakula The title belongs to Donald Sutherland's nearly affectless private detective, John Klute, but the movie is all Jane Fonda's. As Bree Daniels, a high-class call girl and aspiring actress possibly marked for murder, she's tough but vulnerable, streetwise but aching for approval. The whole thing couldn't be more '70s if it were rolled up in a shag carpet and wrapped in macramé—there's endlessly groovy talk of sexual kinks and personality crises, and Bree's mod bra-less wardrobe is justly famous. There's real grit underneath the shag haircut and thigh-high boots, though; see the discotheque scene, where her entire body vibrates with a desperate mix of hope, terror, and determination. Fonda would be nominated five more times and win again, for 1978's Vietnam-vet drama Coming Home, but Klute is the one that cemented her as not just her father's daughter or a youthquake sex kitten, but a mesmerizing star in her own right. —Leah Greenblatt Related: Jane Fonda's best 20 performances Advertisement
Credit: Paramount Pictures/Getty Images Terms of Endearment (1983), directed by James L. Brooks The sight of a distraught mother at the hospital where her daughter lays dying is expected to induce tears under normal circumstances. But Shirley MacLaine takes things to a whole other level when Aurora—who audiences could be forgiven for initially dismissing as a vapid and self-absorbed mother—takes our heartstrings and refuses to let go. Cancer-stricken Emma (Debra Winger), suffering and near the end, is in pain, and MacLaine's anguished losing-it at the useless nurses is as mama-bear primal as anything ever put on film. Within a movie full of Kleenex moments, this is the big one. —Sara Vilkomerson Related: Why Terms of Endearment is a top tearjerker Advertisement
Credit: Columbia Pictures/Getty Images It Happened One Night (1934), directed by Frank Capra The great American screwball heroine. Socialite-on-the-run Ellie is equal parts disreputably decadent and spunky-cool, the perfect love-hate match for Clark Gable's sozzled cynic reporter. Claudette Colbert was a big star in the Hollywood Golden Age, and she had a long career, earning a Tony in the '50s and an Emmy nod in the '80s. But nothing can match her performance in It Happened One Night for sheer funny-sensual energy. The "hitchhiking" scene should seem old-fashioned to our modern debased sensibility—a lady's bare leg, gosh!—but 80 years later, you can still feel how Colbert injects the scene with puckish transgression. —Darren Franich Related: Remakes with different titles Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Jezebel (1938), directed by William Wyler Bette Davis may have had more iconic roles during her illustrious career, but her turn as a headstrong Southern belle in Jezebel stands out as one of Hollywood's earliest feminist-leaning heroes. In character as a free spirit who scorns social convention, Davis is all haughty tosses of the head and sneering lines. But then comes Julie's ultimate display of impulsive rebellion—in that unforgettable ball scene, when she arrives wearing a vampy dark dress—and Davis shifts gears, moving swiftly from spunky and spirited to shrinking and thoroughly shamed. It's a transformation that unfolds in a matter of moments, showcasing her range from imperious to empathetic. —Nina Terrero Related: Ryan Murphy talks Feud and women in Hollywood Advertisement
Credit: Michael Tackett Fargo (1996), directed by Joel and Ethan Coen "I'm not sure I agree 100 percent with your police work, there, Lou." No single line embodies both the overflowing kindness and fierce competence of small-town Brainerd's chief of police, Marge Gunderson. She's talking to a colleague who has misread a bloody snowbound crime scene, but she leaves her gloves on. The world is cold enough. In a movie that skewers the concept of "Minnesota nice," Marge is the real deal. She has a razor intellect belied by her jaunty folksy Midwestern accent, dontchaknow, but she doesn't turn that blade on anyone except the wrongdoers who deserve it. We see the worst of human nature in Fargo, as William H. Macy's Jerry Lundegaard plots his own wife's kidnapping to raise ransom money for a parking lot investment, and as one scumbag willing to do such a rotten deed feeds his deceased partner into a wood-chipper, but Frances McDormand's Marge is the emotional center that carries us through as safely and snugly as that baby who's nestled inside her. —Anthony Breznican Related: Best Actress winner Frances McDormand is now the Oscars' most decorated living actress Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Annie Hall (1977), directed by Woody Allen Well, la-di-da. When Coney Island's most neurotic Jew meets the shiksa goddess of Chippewa Falls, Wisc., and falls in love, movie fans got one of the most magically mismatched couples of all time. Woody Allen is at his manic, self-flagellating best (the film would also go on to win Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Original Screenplay), but it's Diane Keaton—with her loopy mannerisms, jazz-club serenades, and endlessly imitated fashion sense—who gives Annie Hall its sweetly beating heart. —Leah Greenblatt Related: Diane Keaton to receive AFI Life Achievement Award Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Boys Don't Cry (1999), directed by Kimberly Peirce Kimberly Peirce's haunting true-life portrait of Brandon Teena was far from Hilary Swank's first role. The actress had appeared in television and had previously been heralded as The Next Karate Kid, but her performance in Boys Don't Cry is one of the boldest breakthroughs ever captured on film. With her complete transformation and inhabiting of a transgender character, Swank went from near obscurity to an acclaimed actress that demanded the industry's attention. Everyone expected to see her up on the Oscars stage again sometime soon, and they were right. —Kevin P. Sullivan Related: Boys Don't Cry, Purple Rain, She's Gotta Have It added to National Film Registry Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Mildred Pierce (1945), directed by Michael Curtiz Is Mildred Pierce a film noir? A women's picture? Yes, and yes. But it's also a masochistic march through the stations of the cross for Joan Crawford's stoic hero as she suffers through a failed first marriage, a playboy second husband, and a spoiled ingrate daughter from hell. Viewed through our 21st-century lens, Crawford's performance (those shoulder pads!) can seem like it's teetering on the edge of camp. After all, it's hard to watch her and not see the long shadow cast by Mommie Dearest. But for its time, Mildred Pierce's self-made brand of feminism was undeniably revolutionary. Crawford was always an underrated actress, but there's something about playing such an underestimated up-by-her-bootstraps woman in Michael Curtiz's film that liberates her to be better than she ever was before and better than she ever would be again. —Chris Nashawaty Related: Joan Crawford: Still relevant Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Gone With The Wind (1939), directed by Victor Fleming The most iconic Southerner in American history was played by a Brit—and one who almost didn't get the part. Producer David Selznick launched a nationwide casting search for the role of Margaret Mitchell's resilient heroine, and Tallulah Bankhead, Lana Turner, and Paulette Goddard all screen-tested. In the end, it went to the relatively unknown Vivien Leigh, who tapped into all aspects of Scarlett O'Hara's complicated personality. Scarlett is all at once petty, brave, selfish, resourceful, devious, and resilient, and Leigh's multi-layered portrayal makes you feel both scorn and sympathy for the legendary Southern belle. —Devan Coggan Related: Gone With the Wind at 75: Scarlett and Rhett forever Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1966), directed by Mike Nichols Elizabeth Taylor won her second Academy Award blowing up the ingénue image minted in her Oscar winning-turn in Butterfield 8. She reportedly gained 30 pounds to play the much-older Martha, a volcanically caustic and soused woman who mercilessly humiliates her miserable husband George (Richard Burton) through their cruel emotional games that have a deeper, sadder purpose than mere bitter ball-busting. What she accomplishes under the direction of Nichols (his first film) in this adaptation of Edward Albee's acclaimed play owes much to her turbulent relationship with then-husband Burton. By playing against image, by glamming down and going raw, Taylor helped forge the modern template for so many Oscar-winning performances that followed her. —Jeff Jensen Related: All the couples nominated for Oscars in the same year Advertisement
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951), directed by Elia Kazan Tennessee Williams' Streetcar Desire documents the tragic mental deterioration of Blanche DuBois, a fading Southern belle who moves to New Orleans to join her sister and her brutish brother-in-law. That said tortured belle is played by Vivien Leigh, who also breathed life into Scarlett O'Hara, is one of Hollywood's most poetic twists of fate. Leigh used every moment, every expression, to tell Blanche's story and to illustrate her torment, her delusion, and her desire for affection. And when her brother-in-law, Stanley (Marlon Brando) finally rapes her, her descent into madness was made all the more vivid and believable by Leigh's precise depiction of vulnerability and instability. —Samantha Highfill Advertisement
Credit: Everett Collection Sophie's Choice (1982), directed by Alan Pakula In Sophie's Choice, Meryl Streep's performance as a Polish survivor of the Holocaust is so beautifully shaded, so infused with every element of her character's light and darkness, that the mere feat of her mastering two full languages—she learned to speak both Polish and German for the part—almost seems like an afterthought. She's luminous; she's haunted. And then there's "the choice" when she's forced to make an impossible decision. Novelist William Styron wrote that "tormented angels never screeched so loudly above hell's pandemonium" when he described Sophie's reaction to the dilemma, but Streep's interpretation is different: a silent scream, while a Nazi officer makes off with her crying daughter. Streep took what could have been a one-note tragedy and turned it into one of the most transcendent, affecting portrayals ever committed to film. —Leah Greenblatt Related: Meryl Streep's 22 best performances Advertisement |
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