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When we think of American cinema in the 1970s \u2014 that heralded period known as the New Hollywood, when studios were taking risks and adventurous young filmmakers were breaking all the rules \u2014 different actors spring to mind as emblems of the era. Jack Nicholson. Al Pacino. Gene Hackman. Warren Beatty.<\/p>\n
One name that may be less obvious but should be on that list: Diane Keaton. Later in her career, the beloved Oscar winner, who died Saturday<\/a> at the age of 79, delighted audiences in comedy hits like Baby Boom<\/em>, Father of the Bride<\/em>, and Something\u2019s Gotta Give<\/em>. But the essence of her greatness \u2014 and the breadth of her talent \u2014 is all there in the incredible films she made in the Seventies, even when her character wasn\u2019t the primary focus.<\/p>\n More from Rolling Stone<\/strong><\/p>\n Born in Los Angeles in 1946 and interested in acting from a young age, Keaton got her start onstage in the late 1960s before making the leap to the big screen, her confidence shaky. Nonetheless, her first major film role remains one of her most important: 1972\u2019s The Godfather<\/em>, which, outside of Citizen Kane<\/em>, is arguably the most American of movie classics. History remembers it as the epic tale of the Corleone family \u2014 the aging don, Vito (Marlon Brando), and his prodigal son, Michael (Pacino) \u2014 but the depth of that film\u2019s tragedy can be felt most acutely through Keaton\u2019s Kay, who only slowly begins to understand how power will warp her boyfriend Micheal, the man who will become king.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t experience The Godfather<\/em>. Not once. It was too overwhelming to me,\u201d Keaton would admit<\/a> more than 30 years later about the making of that masterpiece. \u201cI was so scared. I was just 23 and I was an unself-possessed 23.\u201d<\/p>\n You can sense some of that anxiety in her performance. But it only adds to the heartbreak of Kay, an innocent who wants to believe the best in people and who is thrust into a world that will disabuse her of that sunny notion. When she and Michael reunite after his exile in Italy, she insists that, unlike his mobster clan, senators and presidents don\u2019t have people killed. Of course, that\u2019s a naive thing to say, but it\u2019s also the mindset of an America that doesn\u2019t want to confront its own heart of darkness \u2014 a mindset that was swept away by Watergate and the Vietnam War. Appropriately, it is Kay\u2019s pained face that is The Godfather<\/em>\u2019s final image: As Michael assumes power, the door swiftly closes on the brief glimpse she\u2019s been given of her future. She is permanently left on the outside, her fate sealed as much as his. For all the film\u2019s deserved acclaim and operatic grandeur, Keaton gave the saga its moral conscience \u2014 she represented the decency that was being snuffed out of American life.<\/p>\n The deftness of her dramatic performance \u2014 its shades of righteous indignation and shattered idealism \u2014 was equally on display in the film\u2019s even more despairing sequel, but soon audiences would embrace her as a fleet comedian. Reprising her stage role as Woody Allen\u2019s pined-for love in the film adaptation of Play It Again, Sam<\/em>, she began a series of collaborations with the writer-director that helped to define screen comedy in the 1970s. Able to portray futuristic socialites and Napoleonic-era intellectuals, Keaton radiated a joyful spirt of play that made her the ideal doubles partner for Allen \u2014 her joie de vivre<\/em> a perfect balance to his characters\u2019 world-weary quipping.<\/p>\n But just as Kay grows warier as she becomes more ensnared in the Corleones\u2019 web, Keaton soon began depicting more complex characters in Allen\u2019s work. His maturation as a filmmaker from the early comedies to richer explorations of modern love are as much a validation of her enormous ability to depict layered urbanites who weren\u2019t simply love interests. Annie Hall<\/em>, from 1977, is unthinkable without Keaton, in large part because Allen based the character around her backstory. (Keaton\u2019s last name at birth was Hall.)<\/p>\n If Annie Hall<\/em> is the bittersweet tale of a neurotic comic (Allen) who grows up a little, it\u2019s also the chronicling of an unconfident aspiring singer who finally develops enough assertiveness to realize she wants more out of life than being his girlfriend. Keaton\u2019s turn as Annie \u2014 self-effacing, effortlessly lovely, endearingly ditzy in the non-derogatory use of that adjective \u2014 remains wonderful, despite all the terrible \u201cmanic pixie dream girl\u201d rom-coms it inspired. None of those characters that followed had a fraction of the life force that Keaton brought to Annie \u2014 none of them had her fashion sense, cutting comedic timing, or beguilingly free-spirited smile. None of them became a symbol of the female liberation that was swirling in the culture at the time. It\u2019s easy to overlook or underrate the performance, dismissing Annie as merely \u201ccharming.\u201d Hell, lots of people are charming. Annie Hall was the kind of person who changes your life forever, and for the better. The role changed Keaton\u2019s life, too, winning her the Best Actress Oscar.<\/p>\n Remarkably, that was only the first of four indelible performances she gave in the span of about three years. Keaton may have become America\u2019s Sweetheart thanks to Annie Hall<\/em>, but just a few months later, she was pursuing the darker side of the battle of the sexes with Looking for Mr. Goodbar<\/em>, about Theresa, a seemingly ordinary schoolteacher who wants to break out of her rut, finding sex, danger, and death along the way. Theresa is easy not to notice in everyday life, and Keaton tapped into that ordinariness, along with the wanderlust that gripped so many discontented antiheroes of the 1970s. But Looking for Mr. Goodbar<\/em> illustrated how such youthful restlessness was far more treacherous for a woman. Keaton believably captured Theresa\u2019s inner journey, exploding the \u201cgood girl gone bad\u201d clich\u00e9s in the process.<\/p>\n Her performance as the repressed, enraged eldest sister in Allen\u2019s Bergman-esque 1978 drama Interiors<\/em> is equally underappreciated, Keaton stripping away her lightness to play someone so brittle she might break if you touch her. But her next great achievement was her turn as Mary, the dissatisfied writer trapped in an unhappy affair with a married man in Allen\u2019s Manhattan<\/em>. Neither bubbly like Annie nor morose like Interiors<\/em>\u2019 Renata, Mary was a funny, sad, ambitious New Yorker whose intellect and beauty had gotten her exactly nowhere. Hitting theaters at the tail end of the 1970s, Manhattan<\/em> feels like a eulogy for that decade\u2019s thwarted promise, with Keaton capturing the dashed dreams of many women hoping to find a life beyond the stifling strictures of a white picket fence, a dull husband, and a couple fat kids.<\/p>\n Throughout the 1970s, as much as Nicholson\u2019s rebels or Beatty\u2019s hopeless romantics, Keaton\u2019s optimistic dreamers repeatedly collided with the realities of the times, measuring the distance between what the counterculture thought was possible and what the world would actually allow. Her acting approach was always simple, direct, almost innocent \u2014 it was as if she wanted nothing separating herself from the character, and nothing separating the character from the audience. She played women who got their hearts broken a lot, and it always felt that we were watching Keaton get her heart broken up there on the screen, too. One is reminded of the somewhat condescending comment Kris Kristofferson allegedly made<\/a> after Joni Mitchell played him her emotionally devastating Blue<\/em>: \u201cOh, Joni. Save something for yourself.\u201d Keaton was similar as a performer: She made you feel what her characters felt, without guardrails.<\/p>\n Every great film she made after the 1970s followed from there: Her turn as feminist author Louise Bryant in Reds<\/em>, in which she and Beatty played lovers galvanized by a common cause. The shy Lenny in the 1986 dark comedy Crimes of the Heart<\/em>. The career woman who becomes an unlikely mom in Baby Boom<\/em>. Her team-up with Steve Martin in the remake of Father of the Bride<\/em>. Her Oscar-nominated role in Something\u2019s Gotta Give<\/em>, where her aging-playwright character Erica has to face the prospect of letting Nicholson\u2019s playboy into her life in a meaningful way. The Book Club<\/em> films that allowed audiences one last chance to savor this delightful movie star kicking back and letting her charisma carry a picture.<\/p>\n Each of these roles \u2014 and several others \u2014 catered to the warmth and wit of an actress who helped eradicate regressive notions of what a Hollywood funnywoman could do. Quirky but nobody\u2019s fool \u2014 lovable but made of steel \u2014 Keaton possessed such an unassuming air that she was never fully celebrated for her artistry. Starring in a lot of comedies can do that to you \u2014 so can playing women who, on paper, just seem like \u201cthe girlfriend.\u201d Anybody who studied Keaton, or who watched how her underestimated characters regularly surprised those around them, knows better. She was a force and a revelation while making it seem like she was always just your funny buddy with the big laugh and cool style.<\/p>\n In 1977, Rolling Stone<\/em> profiled Keaton<\/a> as her star was ascendant. Those in her inner circle, including her mother, thought she was destined to be the next Katharine Hepburn. \u201cThat is exactly <\/em>what\u2019s happening to her,\u201d Allen said in the piece. \u201cI\u2019ve always thought she was born to be a movie star. She\u2019s got a real American<\/em> quality.\u201d<\/p>\n A compliment, for sure. Like Keaton, Hepburn oozed effervescence, supremely skilled at both comedy and drama. But now that Keaton is gone, it\u2019s striking how inaccurate the comparison feels. Keaton adored Hepburn, but she didn\u2019t imitate her hero. She was her own creation, the insecurity of her early career fueling a body of work that never strained for significance and was uniformly approachable, often brilliant, always lit up from within. There was never another Katharine Hepburn. And there will never be another Diane Keaton.<\/p>\n Best of Rolling Stone<\/strong><\/p>\n Sign up for RollingStone’s Newsletter<\/a>. 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