I just happened to be flipping through channels the other day, and a movie that I actually didn’t have much desire to see, “The Devil Wears Prada” was on, so I got sucked into it and watched it all the way through. It was actually a pretty decent movie, and now I kind of like that actress Anne Hathaway. She’s very pretty, not in a totally conventional way, but she seems very likeable and down to earth (sometimes you can tell, even when someone is acting), so she really carried the movie.
The movie is based on a novel about an overbearing, egotistical Editor-in-Chief of the most influential magazine in fashion, called “Runway”. The villainous Miranda is played well by veteran actress Meryl Streep, who carries the performance of a career obsessed, shallow and many times mean editor in chief who care only about impressions and looks, rather than people’s feelings. She is surrounded by Yes People all of the time, and hires a fish out of water, played by Anne Hathaway, who happens to have no sense of style but wins her over by telling her she’s smart, learns fast, and will get the job done.
As the movie goes on, the inevitable happens, and the normally unfashionable, sweats and a tshirt Anne Hathaway makes a transition to a very stylish fashion queen, to the pleasure of her coworkers and Miranda, but to the dismay of her long time boyfriend and down to earth friends who could care less about couture and more about the things that really matter in life. Ok, so it’s a bit cliche, but it’s a fun movie!
You can probably guess where the movie goes. Anne must choose between her boyfriend and friends and her new high fashion career, full of makeup and cosmetic freebies, expensive watches and purses, and fashion freebees, albeit with a steep price of having no life, and her old life where she was happy just to eat bagels and cream cheese for breakfast and watch movies and eat grilled cheese sandwiches in her sweats.
Oh, one gripe. Anne is supposed to be a “big” (for the fashion world) size six in the movie, but she doesn’t look much bigger than a two, especially considering the camera adds ten pounds. And, oh, she does look like a model, so the part about her being an ugly duckling is a bit farfetched when you see her dressed to the nines with her mile long, pencil thin legs in a dress, but oh well, it’s a movie, what do I want?
