When 20 years pass between a movie and its sequel, a lot of disappointment can result when the follow-up is at last released. Derivative, underdeveloped story threads and an overreliance on nostalgic strolls down memory lane often abound, leaving viewers suitably underwhelmed, especially loyal fans of the source material. However, every so often, audiences are the lucky beneficiaries of pleasant surprises, movies that live up to their billing and come close to matching the magic of their predecessors. Such is the case with director David Frankel’s long-awaited answer to the iconic 2006 comedy “The Devil Wears Prada,” a delightful blend of the elements that made the original such a success,… 原文連結 ↗

Going back to a classic is always a slippery slope. When I sat down to watch the highly anticipated sequel to *The Devil Wears Prada*, I was worried it would just be a pale copy of the original. Unfortunately, the new movie tries so hard to balance the comfort of nostalgia with the decline of print media that it ends up with a bit of an identity crisis. The direction feels strangely bureaucratic, as if the person behind the camera was just checking boxes for an engagement algorithm instead of bringing a unique vision. This is incredibly obvious in the visuals, too. The gritty, frantic warmth of early 2000s New York is gone, replaced by a sterile, overly polished digital look. The luxurious… 原文連結 ↗