REVIEW: The Devil Wears Prada

All About Meryl. That's All.
I saw the The Devil Wears Prada on Saturday at the Arclight Theaters with my friends John and Marvin. The movie stars the amazing Meryl Streep, Brokeback Mountain's surprising Anne Hathaway, a convincingly fey Stanley Tucci, the very hot Daniel Sunjata and Entourage's attractive Adrian Grenier.

As expected, Streep pilfers the movie as Miranda Priestley, the powerful editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine named "Runway" right under Anne's waspy nose! Hathaway plays Andy Sachs, a recent college graduate who turned down Stanford Law School to move to New York City to be a writer. She is a fashion challenged ingenue who lives in a dumpy apartment with her adorable apprentice chef boyfriend played by Grenier.

Streep is absolutely riveting to look at for every minute she's on screen, but also delivers a nuanced performance, so that even though she is the obnoxious Devil of the title, the audience identifies and empathizes with her and her characters travails. Hathaway does a very good job of convincingly, subtly metamorphizing from fashion illiterate to fashionista.

The film is based on a best-selling novel called The Devil Wears Prada which I never read which itself was a very lightly veiled expose' based on the author's internship at Vogue magazine and experiences with that fashion magazine's powerful editor-in-chief Anna Wintour.

As Keith Boykin says in his overwhelmingly positive review, Miranda Priestley's catchphrase "That's all" is destined to be the phrase of the moment for all the children and queens to be reading each other this summer!