Movies seen in May
Jun. 1st, 2026 08:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shallownessWell, a movie, singular. I went to see The Devil Wears Prada 2 about a week and a half after it came out. I snorted with derision at one of the ads claiming that there’s such a thing as ‘The Devil Wears Prada lore’. It’s fine, quite entertaining if you like some people being catty, some people being sympathetic, fancy clothes, and apart from recognising that it’s 20 years later, the film being vaguely about the decimation of (print) journalism and magazine and fashion/industries as we knew them because of digital/automation/slop/tech bros adds some interest. Though it’s all playing out in a Hollywood movie, and Hollywood and cinema have their problems in this day and age.
Hathaway’s Andie has grown up a little, when she loses her job and is offered the better paying role of features editor at Runway. Streep’s Priestly does not have dementia (as the trailer intimated) although she’s written in a more scattergun way – mellower in her personal life, constrained by modern HR requirements, and sometimes a little more worn. Tucci’s Nigel is still at her right hand, there to be Andie’s acerbic guide to fashion and work. Best of all, Blunt’s Emily is now a very important person, still bossy and brittle. I really liked that Tracy Thorn was back as Lily, Andie’s long-time friend. There are also some straight men around, and they are secondary to proceedings. Of course Justin Theroux was cast in the role he was cast.
I laughed out loud, or at least chuckled three times. Some of the plot is a retread, though the stressor points and threats are different, which makes the characters look stuck. All the meta stuff (will Andie write a ‘tell-all’ book about Miranda?) is laboured, and fashion seems to have decided to be in on the joke.
I hope to go see Tuner this week.
Hathaway’s Andie has grown up a little, when she loses her job and is offered the better paying role of features editor at Runway. Streep’s Priestly does not have dementia (as the trailer intimated) although she’s written in a more scattergun way – mellower in her personal life, constrained by modern HR requirements, and sometimes a little more worn. Tucci’s Nigel is still at her right hand, there to be Andie’s acerbic guide to fashion and work. Best of all, Blunt’s Emily is now a very important person, still bossy and brittle. I really liked that Tracy Thorn was back as Lily, Andie’s long-time friend. There are also some straight men around, and they are secondary to proceedings. Of course Justin Theroux was cast in the role he was cast.
I laughed out loud, or at least chuckled three times. Some of the plot is a retread, though the stressor points and threats are different, which makes the characters look stuck. All the meta stuff (will Andie write a ‘tell-all’ book about Miranda?) is laboured, and fashion seems to have decided to be in on the joke.
I hope to go see Tuner this week.
