The Devil Wears Prada, But The Friends Are Bargain Basement
As a lover of clothes, more than a lover, I was anxious to see this movie. Yes, I read the book, so go ahead and judge. When it comes to movies, I bow at the mere mention of the name, Meryl Streep. Having said that, I don't claim to love all her movies. For example, Death Becomes Her and She Devil are an affront to the AFI. However, she will always get a pass from me, because there is, presently, no actress who can touch her thespian chops. Certainly not her DWP co-star, Anne Hathaway. But, let's get to the movie of this post. The Devil Wears :Prada . Let me focus on one major flaw of this film (yes there are many). You will remember the lead character, Andy (played by Anne with many levels of blandness) who wants to be a serious journalist, but decides to slum it as an assistant to an assistant at a major New York fashion rag. Isn't that a bitch? Having personally served in the role of a lackey on the lowest rungs of m y earliest career, I get that you wan