The first time I watched The Devil Wears Prada, I don’t even think I was even 15 yet, and was just watching because I was in my Anne Hathaway craze and needed more after yet another Princess Diaries binge watch. On my initial viewing, i wasn’t a certified™ cinephile, and wasn’t as avid of a fashion lover as I proclaim now. I like to think I was putting that shit on in middle/high school, but — we’re not even gonna talk about those looks today. Anyways.
I feel like I was the same as everybody in my first watch— hated the boyfriend, hated Miranda, hated Emily so bad (I was like why does she hate my Andy so much), and was happy that Andy got herself out of there by the end of the movie.
But, it’s really interesting to see the vast change in my reaction to the movie based on some new ideals.
I find myself respecting Miranda a whole lot more than I used to; the monologue she spoke on how fashion is cycled through from designers to the average consumer really resonated with me. Yeah she fucked over my man Stanley Tucci in the end, but I find myself agreeing with what Andy speaks of in the second half — that she’s an extraordinary woman and anything she does can’t help but to be respected if it was a male executive instead off a woman. Overall, I think she’s a queen and I can’t help but desire to be her – a well respected women in the world of fashion, who’s opinions sparks waves of effects way beyond we can ever imagine.
With Emily, played by the Queen herself Emily Blunt, I had the biggest turnaround with as well. This time on my watch, I couldn’t help but find myself respecting her and level of commitment to her job, as well as having a passion for what she does. I really don’t see her as the villain at all in this movie. She just wanted to make sure that the quality work she was doing and was around her — so by extension Andy’s work — was up to par for her and Miranda’s standards. That’s her job; let alone her passion.
All she wanted to do was go to fashion week in Paris. And for a girl who came in with no knowledge of fashion, actually almost a disdain for it, come and take her spot, I actually applaud her for not being as angry. She lives, eats, and breathes fashion. So to come in and have to train someone who trivializes that field, yeah I would be a bit snippy as well. I’m glad she was able to get her goodies from Paris thanks to Andy, and was able to recognize the growth Andy had while in the job, but really she didn’t even need to. And I think that’s so crazy to think about.
By the end of the movie, I was even thinking on how interesting a TV show would be on Emily’s life, the life of an executive assistant to a fashion mogul as someone who fully appreciates the art behind it. The movie was less than two hours, so of course the emphasis on the beauty the fashion industry can have was very limited, especially as it wasn’t necessary for Andy’s plot line. But I kinda wish we got more of that.
Anywho.
Overall, this watch was super enjoyable, the costuming was so much better than I even remember. The callouts to designers throughout the movie was so much more meaningful to me this time around; I would hear a mention of Simone Rocha and be like hey I know that brand! I think fashion and the lore and history behind it is just so beautiful and cool and I just don’t have the words to define it.
This time around, I found myself wishing to work in that industry rather then feeling completely repulsed by it and I think that was so interesting to see and I think I think I’ll stick around with this new viewset of mine for as long as I can.
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Dead pent content material, thanks for entropy. “The last time I saw him he was walking down Lover’s Lane holding his own hand.” by Fred Allen.
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