The Devil Wears Prada
2006 · Directed by David Frankel
Original language: English
- drama
- comedy
The story
A young woman from the Midwest gets more than she bargained for when she moves to New York to become a writer and ends up as the assistant to the tyrannical, larger-than-life editor-in-chief of a major fashion magazine.
What it’s like
Bright, glossy Manhattan daylight and sleek office interiors in cool whites and steel, with the warm amber of Paris and the saturated reds and blues of couture wardrobes punctuating the frame. The camera stays close and mobile on its heroine, moving briskly through crowded street corners and hurried corridors, then settling into still, composed two-shots during tense meetings where a single look lands like a blow. Its sound is a bustling pop-and-soundtrack energy, with sharp dialogue and phones buzzing constantly. The vibe is brisk, witty and sharp-edged, the kind of watch that suits a Sunday afternoon with a drink, or a comfort rewatch when you want something stylish that still has bite. Pacing is quick and comedic, with a warm emotional undercurrent; the central arc follows a young woman who gradually trades her sense of self for ambition and then reckons with what that cost, while a formidable boss is slowly shown to have her own pressures. Intensity is low: some cruelty in workplace humiliation and insults, no violence, no gore, and only mild romantic content. It is for people who want a witty, fashionable workplace comedy with a tart edge and a satisfying, human ending.
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