Welcome to another Book vs Movie! This time I’ll be comparing The Devil Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger to The Devil Wears Prada the movie, made in 2006.
The movie is one of those movies that they play on television every now and then, and is one that I’ll usually watch when it’s on. It’s one of those movies that doesn’t really get boring, even if you’ve seen it four times. So that’s why, when I saw the book at my local library, I decided to give it a try.
The story in itself needs to be taken with a giant grain of salt, and don’t worry about the calories – because this talks about the fashion world and its ridiculous rules, how size zero is beautiful, and going on diets where you don’t eat anything. It’s really interesting to see an outsider being thrown into this crazy world, but it’s definitely not to be taken seriously. Pop a pizza in the oven and laugh along while your thighs jiggle.
It’s never a good idea to watch the movie before reading the book, but I’m afraid that’s what happened here. I don’t know if I would’ve liked the book better had I gotten my hands on it first. I just couldn’t help thinking it wasn’t as good.
The general storyline is more or less similar, but the subplots were different. It’s these subplots that bothered me. For instance, Andrea lives with her best friend Lily, who is an alcohol and a slut. I know slut-shaming is wrong, but this was a serious case, and I was judging her so bad. If you can’t remember sleeping with the guy who’s currently smoking crack next to you in bed, you need to re-evaluate your life choices. I don’t know, I didn’t really appreciate that in a book that is otherwise quite funny.
Then there’s Nigel. Oh, poor Nigel, what have they done to you? Book-Nigel is a raging homo who wears catsuits and WHO TALKS IN CAPITALS ALL THE TIME. I think you get my point here. This got very old very quickly. Luckily, he’s not a very big part of the book.
It was also too long. I read it in two days, but I grew bored at times. I think the story is great material for a movie, but it’s not very interesting to read about a woman getting coffee every time.
Overall, I’m glad I gave it a try, but I had some serious issues with the book that I could not simply ignore.
The movie is a different matter altogether. Now, this movie is all kinds of awesome.
We start with the amazing cast. Meryl Streep is the perfect Miranda Priestly. She’s got her horrifc characteristics down to a T. Thank God for Stanley Tucci portraying Nigel as well. Rather than a catsuit-wearing screamer, he’s a little sassy, but still kind of caring. These two, for me, are the absolute highlights of the movie.
The pacing just works a lot better as well. You have Andrea picking up coffee, but it only takes a couple minutes here, and you still get the idea.
I also liked Lily a lot better because she wasn’t an alcoholic whore, and having Andrea living together with her boyfriend gave me a better picture of their relationship going down the drain. You can really sense the moments where Andrea slowly changes into a Clacker, and the turning point for Nate.
This is an absolute no-brainer. I somewhat enjoyed reading the book, but I don’t feel like I’ve really learned anything extra from it – the movie portrayed everything splendidly. You bet your size six ass that the movie is victorious.