A breathless gallop at haute couture fashion culture, “The Devil Wears Prada” is a fish-out-of-water comedy that digresses so often into prolonged music video sequences that you feel like you’re watching a movie with commercials included.
That materialism experience is unfortunately much of the point of this loose adaptation of Lauren Weisberger’s best-selling novel in which wanna-be journalist Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) wins a coveted job as second assistant to the world’s most notoriously exacting fashion magazine editor Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep) at Runway Magazine.
The magazine is patterned after “Vogue” magazine whose influential editor Anna Wintour serves as the template for Streep’s icy character.
Streep carries the film with a disconnected tone for her character that is at once beguiling and disconcerting.
Anne Hathaway and supporting actress Emily Blunt give zesty performances to underpin the formulaic storyline.
Former comedy writer and television director David Frankel makes his feature film debut.
