Movie #230 The Devil Wears Prada
(2006, US, d. David Frankel)
The Devil Wears Prada is the rare chick-flick that for some reason or another, actually manages to be a quite good film. In this case, it’s for two reasons – the first being the writing. Based on the popular book by Lauren Weinberger, Aline Brosh McKenna’s script is funny, smart, and fast. With a likeable lead and interesting stakes and conflicts, The Devil Wears Prada also has the advantage of being unique. Set in the dog-eat-dog world of fashion magazines, the film’s subject matter not only serves as the catalyst for many a plot point but is also something an audience hasn’t seen before – a breath of fresh air in the chick flick genre. And then we have Meryl Streep. Longly believed by me to be the greatest actress of all time, Streep plays Miranda Priestly, the most cold-hearted, business-minded, and snappy editor to Runway Magazine. An Oscar-nominated turn, Streep is absolutely a delight to watch in the film. Channeling a whole lot of Satan and just a little dose of Tracy Flanagan, Streep singlehandedly elevates the quality of the film. The Devil Wears Prada is the story of Andy Sachs (played by Anne Hathaway), a promising young journalist who decides to take a job as Ms. Priestly’s personal assistant. Little does she know what she has in store for her as she tries to make her way up to writing to a legitimate newspaper. The Devil Wears Prada is a hip, young, and witty film that leaves you with a lot more than when you came in.