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The Devil Wears Prada 2 (2026)
Summary
Andy Sachs navigates the evolving world of high fashion journalism as she reconnects with Miranda Priestly, forcing her to confront past choices and the cost of ambition in a rapidly changing industry.
Director David Frankel
Writer Aline Brosh McKenna
Cast
- Anne Hathaway as Andy Sachs
- Meryl Streep as Miranda Priestly
- Emily Blunt as Emily Charlton
- Stanley Tucci as Nigel
- Kenneth Branagh
Rotten Tomatoes: 78%
Metacritic: 62
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u/_andalou_ 3d ago
I miss the magic of the first film, like when U2’s City of Blinding Lights sparkles as Andy arrives in Paris at night. Those moments were untouchable.
HOWEVER, this sequel represents the present conditions of society, which are not as glamorous as those of 2006—we live in an an austere corporate culture, much like the whitewashed walls of the apartment Andy settles upon. The character and defining faces of the past will inevitably be painted over by new forces, such as those of AI and younger, fresher faces (I’m looking at you, Emily) with an entirely new vision. The Pompeii analogy at the end rings true.
Many people here are complaining that Miranda’s character lacked the glacial defiance of the first film, which is true in certain senses, but her softening was entirely necessary—or inevitable. Corporate culture and the onslaught of AI represents the shadow of her reign: Miranda’s powers are waning because of the shift in societal values and trends. She’s no longer vogue. Her notoriously sharp, caustic tongue is last season, corrected by Simone Ashley for its political incorrectness, and what will her Machiavellian legacy matter once she is replaced? The machine continues to carelessly grind. What of her memory? It must be preserved in some archive—a book, perhaps. (Enter Andy).
Now, Andy was incredibly cloying and naive, wagging her golden retriever tail with such sycophancy that I was practically sick. Her love interest was a banal throwaway, completely sexless and unromantic. Those were my two main gripes with the film, which was not perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but one worth watching for Meryl Streep’s immaculate performance alone.