Year of Release: 2026
Director: David Frankel
Starring: Meryl Streep, Anne Hathaway, Emily Blunt, Stanley Tucci, Kenneth Branagh, Lucy Liu, Justin Theroux, Tracie Thoms, Tibor Feldman, B.J. Novak, Patrick Brammall, Simone Ashley, Caleb Hearon, Helen J Shen, Rachel Bloom, Larry Mitchell, George C. Wolfe
Score out of ten (whole numbers only): 2
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Synopsis and Review
The original "The Devil Wears Prada" came out in 2006, and while not a particularly good film, it has since then grown in popularity, particularly Meryl Streep's iconic performance as Miranda Priestly, which was always the main reason the film had some relevance and has since then become something many other films and tv shows, have attempted to mimic (with the boss from hell type of premise). This sequel picks up 20 years after the original. Andrea Sachs is now a celebrated journalist, but sadly gets laid off from the newspaper she works for, alongside a group of colleagues and friends as she's collecting an award. In the interim Runway has also evolved, now primarily focused on digital, though still under the tutelage and guidance of Miranda Priestly. One of Runway's articles gets Miranda in trouble on social media, and Irv Ravitz the business mogul owner of Elias-Clarke (and Runway), hires Andy as a features editor, without consulting Miranda. Andy's return is not taken very seriously, though Nigel understands what she's attempting to do, though her articles and efforts get no traction. Emily in the interim has become a top player at Dior, one of Runway's top advertising clients. At the risk of losing her position, Andy eventually manages to get an interview with the elusive Sasha Barnes, the ex-wife of billionaire tech mogul Benji Barnes. This article turns the tide for Runway and Andy, also positioning Miranda to get the next role she wants to play in Irv's conglomerate, that of Head of Global Content. Sadly, during his birthday celebration, he passes away, changing everyone's life in the process.
If there has ever been a film that is literally about nothing, this is one good case for it. What made Miranda Priestly so interesting in the first film has now been reduced to a caricature, and that includes even her relationship with her husband Stuart, which is illustrated as superficially as possible. The creative team behind this film constructed this narrative based on feedback from users on IMDB and/or Reddit boards, and essentially distilled it all into the following aspects: more fashion, more opulence, more runways with cameos from fashion designers of various labels, while capturing all these events with various other cameos from stylists, pop culture personalities, and whatever else can be deemed as "relevant". Somewhere along the line, whatever purpose this film was meant to have, completely disappeared, and became a superficial bauble about nothing. These characters have no depth, their relationships are inconsequential, and there's not much sense for what they've become since we last saw them from the first film. There's an attempt at picking fun at guileless billionaires, by getting Justin Theroux to play an over the top and smitten tech mogul who literally has nothing much to do, while also capturing the reasonable and deeply intelligent ex-wife of that mogul, played by Lucy Liu, and once again making these characters as basic and meaningless as possible. The script doesn't have the snark or intelligence to position the parody of some of these characters as vicious as it should be, nor does it have the ambition and subtlety to give dimension to the ones who are supposed to represent the more humane and admirable path very rich people should take. The creative team, including writer Aline Brosh McKenna, looked at what Darren Star and Michael Patrick King did with the series "And Just Like That", and basically said: we can do that, and even overdo it. And indeed they have. While this film has been successful on the shoulders of a rather mediocre first film, it has also done a disservice to everyone else involved. Meryl Streep as always manages to walk away from this film with her dignity intact, the same going for Stanley Tucci (I personally don't understand why the fantastic Kenneth Branagh was in this). The rest of the cast should definitely rethink their choice of roles and projects. The production team is competent, featuring Florian Ballhaus cinematography, Theodore Shapiro's score, and Molly Rogers' costume design. It's a forgettable film with some good actors, and that's it.
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