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The second act is not an epilogue. It is the main feature. And the camera is finally holding its gaze. "There are no small parts for mature women anymore," as once said in her Oscar speech. "Only small minds who write them." That sentence is finally becoming obsolete. For decades, the narrative for women in Hollywood