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Lauren Weisberger, The Devil Wears Prada: A Novel
The Devil Wears Prada, directed by David Frankel
You may recognize the basic story from Funny Face: a "serious" young woman accepts work in the fashion industry only as a way to get something else she wants. Aline Brosh McKenna's screenplay is adapted from the novel by Lauren Weisberger, loosely based on Weisberger's brief stint working at Vogue for editor-in-chief Anna Wintour. Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway) abandons her search for work as a journalist to become a personal assistant to the most powerful woman in fashion. Of course, she is seduced by what she formerly thought frivolous, and her boyfriend and friends stop recognizing her.
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Good supporting work comes in the roles of Andy's supervisor, Emily (Emily Blunt), and the magazine's fashion director Nigel Kipling (the always rewarding Stanley Tucci). Unfortunately, by the end of the movie, I hoped that the camera would continue to follow Miranda, having seen enough of the supposed protagonist and her back-and-forth between two equally uninteresting love interests. This is not because of Anne Hathaway, a beautiful and charming actress who did fine work. The story trades on a worn formula, which director David Frankel, whose recent work has been for similarly superficial television shows like Sex on the City, makes as interesting and entertaining as could be hoped.