We summoned the courage to fight the hordes of gays attending the premiere of The Devil Wears Prada on Friday night, and it was worth every impolite shove and ounce of shade thrown our way.
Full disclosure: we never read the book, but it’s hard for us to imagine it being wittier or any better executed than the film, which had us in stitches the entire time. Everything was exaggerated for the sake of comedy, especially the offices of Runway (Vogue) magazine, where everyone runs around in complete panic in anticipation of the Editor-In-Chief’s arrival. And panic they should, because Meryl Streep‘s Miranda Priestly is absolutely terrifying, but it’s in her subtlety, not her wild-eyed rage. In fact, Streep hardly ever raises her voice and ends her impossible demands with a simple “That’s all.”
Anne Hathaway plays Andrea Sachs, Priestly’s new hipster-dowdy assistant who quickly gets a fashion makeover and look absolutely great. Costume designer Patricia Field really outdid herself by picking outfits for Hathaway that would put some real Vogue girls to shame. We missed the Princess Diaries movies and the only other time we saw Hathaway was in Brokeback Mountain, where we felt she did a commendable job despite the over-acting. In The Devil Wears Prada she is brilliant, perhaps because she is working with Streep.
The script is hilarious, the dynamic between Streep and Hathaway is perfect, and we also loved Emily Blunt‘s performance as Priestly’s first assistant who is obsessed with getting thin so she can look fabulous for Paris Fashion Week. On her efforts to get thin, “I just started this new diet. Basically I don’t eat anything, and then when I feel like I’m going to faint, I eat a cube of cheese.”
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The Devil Wears Prada [Official Site]
Weston
The movie is a lot like the book, but it has none of the ending with the French editor of Runway…Christian is a perfect gentleman in the book and Andrea ultimately breaks up with Nate (who is called Alex, in the book)…also, Lily has a much bigger role in the movie because she’s an alcoholic and the first assistant Emily isn’t british in the book, Miranda is! Nigel is called James in the book…
And in the book, Andrea quits working for Miranda by giving her a big “Fuck you…” and is then fired…and instead of going to work for a newspaper, Andrea ends up working for another fashion magazine but it’s like Seventeen and she writes those short stories in the magazine.
Anne Fan
I loved, loved, loved this movie.
Not a Meryl or Anne fan…until now.
Meryl is the greatest actress of our time. And Anne is the new Julia Roberts–when she was cute and could act.
Everyone must see this movie. If you’re gay, see it twice–lots of gay guys were at the screening I went to.
After Borders Books and the mall, this is the next best place to meet a hot guy.
marie
the book is actually awful. it’s good for about 75% of it (which, coincidentally, is how much she had written when she sold the book to her publisher), and then it progresses rapidly to extreme suck-hood. the movie is even awesomer because it took all the book’s potential and made it SHINE shine shine like a shining star.
RyRy
Anne Hathaway, I would just like to say, did not over-act in Brokeback Mountain. I’m amazed that anyone would even think that. That scene on the telephone was so well nuanced that I’m convinced that she’ll not only go places, but be the hottest actress outside the tabloid circus. You should SO apologize.