The Devil Wears Gucci

Tonight, we went w/ Manda to see The Devil Wears Prada which is a movie VERY loosely based on a book of the same name by Lauren Weisberger. Both the book and the movie are good, but they are in almost no ways similar.

I can't imagine why, but they changed much of the main story-line from the book as well as some miniscule details that leave me to wonder "why bother?" I will refrain from reviewing the major diversion as they would be a spoiler to those going to see the movie, but for the minor things:

• They changed the boyfriend from "Alex" to "Nate"


• They made "Nate" a chef instead of a teacher


• Miranda (The Devil) has an American accent instead of British


• Emily has a British Accent


• The parents are from Ohio as opposed to Connecticut


• The list goes on...

So what does this say of our culture? We can't accept that teachers named Alex are attractive? We can't have the "Devil" be British (are we in such an alliance with Tony Blair that makes this impossible)? It is more droll to be from Ohio than Connecticut (my apologies to my one anonymous blog-fan in Cincinnati)?

Oh well, either way...Go see the movie, don't go see the movie...Read the book, don't read the book. Both are good, but don't expect them to even remotely resemble one another.

*Spoiler Alert*
Ok, one thing I really object to in the movie is that they made the climax so anticlimactic (I know...oxymoron). There's no "Miranda, go fuck yourself" moment. Hell, the movie even made Miranda seem human (In the book, there is no chance of making that connection). ::sigh:: Goddamned Hollywood. :(

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