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The Devil wears Prada

It's not awful. It does what it intends to do. It's funny, fluffy and has a glaringly obvious moral issue. But it does it well.

I wasn't moved to as much as a chuckle even once.

The bits that possibly were supposed to be "funny" were just cringeworthy, clunky cliches.

And it wasn't bad enough to be bad in a good way.
 
the worst thing about this film is her delight at getting down to a size 4 by starving herself. sigh.
 
the worst thing about this film is her delight at getting down to a size 4 by starving herself. sigh.


When I started watching it I presumed that the storyline would go that she struggles to start with but then manages to do the job so well that her appearance and dress sense become irrelevant thus showing up the fashion industry to be the vacuous nonsense it is and perhaps even managing to make mrs pompous boss reconsider her attitudes. But as it turns out even a plot as predictable and dull as that was hoping for too much.
 
Also, the scene in the car, I would have been like ACE MATE, LET'S GO AND GET FUCKED TO CELEBRATE HOW ACE WE ARE. CAN I LICK YOUR ANUS? not "errrr i couldn't have done that whine whine whine.

pfft.

Yup me too. No way would I be giving up all the ace clothes, trips to paris etc. I'd have stuck to Miranda like glue. :D
 
Nowhere near as good as the book.

Parts of the plot were changed for no good reason (eg 1st asst being unable to go to Paris because of being run over instead of getting glandular fever and not being allowed to get on the plane), Miranda made less unreasonable and ungrateful, the competitive slimming culture was played down, and the ending was also changed for IMHO no good reason.
 
I saw this at the cinema and was rather underwhelmed, but braced with low expectations, I actually rather enjoyed watching it a second time. The 'message' of the film doesn't really stand up to, well, ANY scrutiny, and really there is a limit to how many 'dodging traffic in high heels' shots you should try to cram into a single film, but nonetheless it's fluffy fun :)
 
Yeah, 'cos Vin Diesel films are like, awesome.... :)

Being entertained by big explosions and stuff is one thing. Everyone knows big explosions are cool.

Being entertained by bad acting, crap screenwriting, lame cliched jokes and questionable moral messages is another.
 
Being entertained by big explosions and stuff is one thing. Everyone knows big explosions are cool.

Being entertained by bad acting, crap screenwriting, lame cliched jokes and questionable moral messages is another.

Yeah cos Vin Diesel films have brilliant acting and scriptwriting. Yeah.
 
I had this on in the background so don't have a clue about it. What was the message/storyline?
 
I had this on in the background so don't have a clue about it. What was the message/storyline?

Unfashionable but clever girl gets job in fashion magazine with snooty boss. Everyone looks down their nose at her terrible fashion sense, and also her immense fatness (ie. larger than size -10). She starts dressing fashionably and goes on a diet and then they decide they like her, kind of. She falls out with boyfriend because boyfriend is fed up with her putting her job first and forgetting his birthday and that. Then there is this fashion show in Paris and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Basically.
 
Yeah you're right. Boys are way more intellectual for watching films for explosions. You win.

No, they are more appreciative of explosions for watching films with explosions.

Whereas girls who like this kind of crap celebrate mediocrity.

What's of more use to human progress, mediocrity or explosions?

QED.
 
No, they are more appreciative of explosions for watching films with explosions.

Whereas girls who like this kind of crap celebrate mediocrity.

What's of more use to human progress, mediocrity or explosions?

QED.

I am a man, and I would say mediocrity.
 
I'll admit the only reason I bothered watching this is because I fancy the pants off Anne Hathaway but I enjoyed it, I had low expectations of it in the first place so it wasn't going to disappoint me anyway. It was formulaic and predictable but that's all Hollywood films so you know what you're getting when you watch. I've seen worse and it was an okay way to kill and hour and half on a lazy afternoon.
 
Unfashionable but clever girl gets job in fashion magazine with snooty boss. Everyone looks down their nose at her terrible fashion sense, and also her immense fatness (ie. larger than size -10). She starts dressing fashionably and goes on a diet and then they decide they like her, kind of. She falls out with boyfriend because boyfriend is fed up with her putting her job first and forgetting his birthday and that. Then there is this fashion show in Paris and zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Basically.

Suspected as much. Most of these films which should be about not being size 10 and still getting the job and the boy are always about tarting yourself up so you look more beautiful than the girls that were slagging you off for being ugly...

Perhaps it is a visual metaphor. beauty on the inside emerges cinematically as physical beauty but i'm not convinced.

Instead of the plain girl getting much prettier they should throw acid on all the other girls' faces to make them uglier for a change.

:cool:
 
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