| The
Devil Wears Prada
Review by Loc
Fashion is a weird thing, all these outrageous styles at the designer
shows that make a layman like me scratch his head. And yet, through
some sort of trickle-down fashionomics, it gets filtered to the
top level brands to the premium stores to the department stores
to the discount stores and finally to my closet. At least, that’s
what Meryl Streep explained in her latest movie, the silver screen
adaptation of the best-selling novel, The Devil Wears Prada.
Quick hit: surprisingly entertaining.
Yes, it is a chick flick. And I’m alright with that, because
more importantly, it’s also a pretty good flick. It’s
not just a vapid exercise in materialistic meanderings. It’s
not even that formulaic, well wait, it is, but it doesn’t
execute the formula that well, so you don’t notice it. Another
case of failing upwards I guess. If you take the movie, boil it
down to its herbal essence, you have a pretty awesome Meryl Streep
performance, a quick glance at the world of high fashion, and a
pretty dumb coming-of-age plot for Anne Hathaway.
Digging
in a little deeper, Anne Hathaway is a wide-eyed journalist fresh
out of school. Looking for any gig that’ll pay her a wage,
she interviews at the offices of Runway, the premiere fashion magazine
of America. Strolling into the offices where wafer-thin women line
the halls, Hathaway bust out with a frumpy outfit to exaggerate
her so-called “size 6” figure. Lucky for us, she lands
the gig when Streep decides to go against the norm of hiring a petite
would-be fashionista, all of whom end up being “quite dumb”,
in her words.
You can
probably guess the rest of the plot, and if you can’t, you
didn’t do enough paint-by-numbers as a kid. Hathaway detests
job and people associated with the fashion industry, Hathaway realizes
her ignorance and finds redeeming qualities in the industry, Hathaway
proceeds to become one of the fashionistas that she so hated to
begin with, Hathaway alienates all her friends, Hathaway makes some
major mistakes before the light bulbs clicks and she realizes she
is NOT a fashion queen, Hathaway walks away from the fashion world
as a happy, wiser soul. And if you think I ruined the movie for
you, seriously, I have nothing to say to you. It doesn’t get
more cookie cutter than that.
So, why was it entertaining then? Well, not really because of Hathaway
or her boyfriend, played by Entourage’s Vinnie
Chase. This flick would have automatically received 2 more points
if Ari Gold rolled up with Johnny Drama. Ah, but I digress. Hathaway
and Vinnie provide mundane performances, nothing stands out, but
nothing is offending either. The devious love interest, basic blonde
dude with messed up nose, didn’t do much either. Annoying
British wench who gave Hathaway a hard time? Also nondescript.
Dude,
what was good about this movie? I guess it falls all on Streep’s
shoulders and the writing. For a been-there-done-that story, the
script was quite solid. The writing wasn’t flashy, but everything
moved at a good pace and all the characters were highlighted exactly
how they should have been. Then there’s Streep’s stone
cold portrayal the Editor-In-Chief of Runway. Whereas others might
have played the character as a stone cold bitch, Streep has too
much saavy and experience to go the obvious route. She’s mean,
she’s demanding, but there’s rarely a time that her
actions come off as insanely wacko. In the end, she’s a powerful
woman who succeeded by an indomitable will, and that’s what
is portrayed. Her ice cold glare and unwavering whispery voice leave
you intimidated by respectful of a powerful, sharp executive. At
times, the unspoken, underlying honor in her character teetered
on hit-me-on-the-head-with-a-hammer subtlety, but teetering doesn’t
mean toppling over. And, Streep saved the role and made it worth
watching.
One
other notable performance was Stanley Tucci, whose tough-love fashion
guru was a nice comedic companion to Hathaway. He never delivered
the scene-stealing lines, but as a supporting character, Tucci dished
out a fun character on screen.
Overall, The Devil Wears Prada is your basic young-chick
flick, but it delivers an entertaining romp. In a movie where the
characters could easily end up annoying, this movie straddles the
line quite well and never asks you to like the unlikable. Plus,
Streep turns in a great performance and shows off why she’s
such a great actor. Out of 7 random Hathaway outfits, The
Devil Wears Prada rocks the party with 5 ridiculous ensembles.
It’s something worth watching at some point, or it’s
something that won’t make you upset for watching.


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