The Devil Wears Prada: Rating: 1 stars

Meryl Streep is a stiletto heel, and Anne Hathaway is a bug. Get the picture?

The Devil Wears Prada (2006)
2006 · PG-13 · Comedy
Reviewed April 28, 2007

It’s the classic Cinderella story: girl goes to work for Evil Fashion Maven, girl dodges Evil Fashion Maven’s relentless attempts to crush her (girl) beneath Maven’s stiletto-clad heel, girl gets makeover, girl loses soul, girl gets soul back, end of story. And the end couldn’t come soon enough for me — 116 minutes, my ass; this movie dragged on so long that I was actually watching my fingernails grow. I can’t blame a slow-moving plot for my boredom, since things seemed to be tripping along quite briskly; either my interest in the fashion industry has waned considerably since Fashion House was on, or this was just a goddamn boring movie. (I’m leaning towards the latter.) Anne Hathaway is at her twitchiest, wide-eyed worst here. The only saving grace was Meryl Streep, who struck just the right note with her icily quiet performance — forget “You’re fired!”; “That’s all,” should be the ultimate business put-down.