The Devil Wears Prada
Seen 7 July 2006 at AMC Fenway 13
* * (out of 5)
I must have had a bad night on Friday, because I don't remember how I wound up in this theater. I think it had something to do with Johnny Depp in black eye liner, and me being trampled by the eighty-four million people who wanted to see him on opening night. Somehow in the confusion, I ended up in a Meryl Streep film. And for a solid hour, that didn't bother me. And then they decided to change the rules, and make it inconsistent and preachy. Funny how that ruined my experience.
It's a cute little film with a cute little premise. Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) is fresh out of college with a degree in journalism and a head full of ideas. When she moves to New York City, she takes the only job she can get - working as the assistant to Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep), the fashion czar ruling over Runway magazine with an evil-yet-perfectly-accessorized eye. After one day being scrutinized by Miranda and her fellow assistant Emily (Emily Blunt), Andy is ready to quit, but she buckles down and insists on doing the job well, because one year working for Miranda is a blank check to any job in publishing she could want. So she sticks with it, slowly moving into the fashion world... and surviving. But the rest of her life starts to suffer, as her boyfriend and friends begin to see a change in the practical, down-to-earth Andy they've always loved. Oh heavens! Whatever will she do??
I'm cool with this film being painfully cute. That is the goal, and it accomplishes that goal. And for the first three-quarters of the near-two hours, it's tolerable, even chuckle-worthy at times. The best parts of this film come from two situations. The first, while boring after awhile, gives Stanley Tucci a chance to steal scenes, and there's nothing wrong with that...
Read the rest at HBS!
* * (out of 5)
I must have had a bad night on Friday, because I don't remember how I wound up in this theater. I think it had something to do with Johnny Depp in black eye liner, and me being trampled by the eighty-four million people who wanted to see him on opening night. Somehow in the confusion, I ended up in a Meryl Streep film. And for a solid hour, that didn't bother me. And then they decided to change the rules, and make it inconsistent and preachy. Funny how that ruined my experience.
It's a cute little film with a cute little premise. Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) is fresh out of college with a degree in journalism and a head full of ideas. When she moves to New York City, she takes the only job she can get - working as the assistant to Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep), the fashion czar ruling over Runway magazine with an evil-yet-perfectly-accessorized eye. After one day being scrutinized by Miranda and her fellow assistant Emily (Emily Blunt), Andy is ready to quit, but she buckles down and insists on doing the job well, because one year working for Miranda is a blank check to any job in publishing she could want. So she sticks with it, slowly moving into the fashion world... and surviving. But the rest of her life starts to suffer, as her boyfriend and friends begin to see a change in the practical, down-to-earth Andy they've always loved. Oh heavens! Whatever will she do??
I'm cool with this film being painfully cute. That is the goal, and it accomplishes that goal. And for the first three-quarters of the near-two hours, it's tolerable, even chuckle-worthy at times. The best parts of this film come from two situations. The first, while boring after awhile, gives Stanley Tucci a chance to steal scenes, and there's nothing wrong with that...
Read the rest at HBS!
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