I finally got to watch The Devil Wears Prada today, albeit alone. There's something to be said about watching movies alone. I always imagined that I'd feel totally bored, plus I would have to be impervious to wondering glances from other movie-goers but no. Going solo is actually enjoyable!
Of course, anyone who knows me will hardly be surprised that I absolutely loved the movie. Okay, so the plot and the script was so predictable. But, the ugly-duckling-turns-gorgeous formula hardly wears ragged when teamed with all that haute couture! I was particularly taken by this ensemble (don't ask me how I'm gonna wear this in Singapore).
Anne Hathaway is really fetchingly pretty with her wide-eyes under her heavy bangs. And Meryl Streep still wields magic. Her well-modulated voice can really lull you into comfort zone. I guess thats one thing old-school actors have over the new brood. How they acknowledge that the voice is as important as the facial expression and how they really use it to their advantage.
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