Sunday, May 3, 2026

Review: The Devil Wears Prada 2

Image courtesy of 20th Century Fox.

While "The Devil Wears Prada" might have seemed like a movie to which no sequel was necessary, this follow-up 20 years after the original is an enjoyable lark and a surprisingly impassioned plea about the importance of retaining historical and cultural outlets in the face of media conglomeration, buyouts, and AI.

The picture picks up two decades after the original with the sort of fairy tale plot that only happens in movies: Anne Hathaway's Andy Sachs wins a journalism award on the same night that her company lays her and her fellow employees off due to a buyout. Now jobless, she reads an article online about how Miranda Priestley (Meryl Streep) threw her weight behind a fashion company that utilized sweatshop labor and has come under fire.

Andy receives a call from Irv Ravitz (Tibor Feldman), who owns the media conglomerate that includes Runway,  offering her a position at that magazine that would enable her to steer its editorial direction. Miranda seems none too pleased, going out of her way to pretend that she doesn't even remember Andy. Stanley Tucci's Nigel - Miranda's right-hand man - gives Andy a warmer reception, albeit one replete with digs - "Look what TJ Maxx dragged in."

Andy writes a piece in which Runway takes responsibility for its actions, which goes down well with media critics, but is otherwise ignored by the public. To impress Miranda, she tries to land an interview with a reclusive billionaire's ex-wife (Lucy Liu) who has refused to speak to the media. She is also shocked to find Emily Charlton (Emily Blunt) working at Dior and that she is now seemingly a rival of Miranda.

Yes, "The Devil Wears Prada 2" still lays it on thick when it comes to the fashion shows, the frosty relationship between Miranda and Andy, and the cultural call-outs (Lady Gaga briefly pops up as herself). But the film also takes seriously its theme of a company with history that favors artistry, craft, and human endeavor - Andy is passionate about journalism that is not determined by advertising -  in the age of media consolidation and the takeover by AI.

At one point, Runway's operations are taken over by Irv's younger son, whose corporatized approach to running the magazine puts everyone's jobs on the chopping block, and an attempt to prevent the buyout with another buyout leads to an even worse scenario, though the film culminates with the type of happy ending that might not seem realistic in the current moment, but felt right for the purposes of this movie.

As always, Streep is great as Miranda and Hathaway is very good as her foil, while Blunt is fun as always to watch as the icy Emily. But Tucci's more subtle performance as the loyal Nigel is the glue that holds it all together. It's fun to watch a cast of talented people having a good time as they revisit these characters.

So, no, "The Devil Wears Prada 2" probably didn't need to exist, but the filmmakers have managed to find an enjoyable and surprisingly relevant reason for returning to this material. Regardless of its fairy tale ending and almost too pat means of solving the characters' problems, I couldn't help being a little moved as well as entertained.

Review: Hokum

Image courtesy of Neon.

While I enjoy horror films, there are few in recent years that I have actually found to be scary. The films of Irish director Damian McCarthy - at least, the two I've seen - are exceptions to the rule. His latest, the haunted hotel film "Hokum," is a great showcase for lead actor Adam Scott and an almost nonstop barrage of spooky moments.

The film opens with a scene from the final novel in Ohm Bauman's (Scott) conquistador series. As Ohm types away in a dark room, we get the sense that something is watching. Much like his previous film, "Oddity," McCarthy is not hesitant to rely on jump scares - but unlike most American horror movies that use them, they are utilized for maximum effect and actually make you jump out of your seat, rather than roll your eyes.

Ohm is haunted by the death of his mother - a somewhat nebulous scenario in which she was shot - and the subsequent death by alcoholism of his father. He plans to travel to Ireland to visit a small country inn where his parents once stayed and to spread their ashes somewhere within its environs.

From the moment Ohm arrives at the inn, he gives off a caustic vibe. This involves a humorous series of scenes in which he denies a bellboy who wants him to read his own manuscript and a man whose son is a fan of his work and wants an autograph. Ohm is off-putting, but his behavior comes off as a defense mechanism for reasons we'll later discover.

The one employee at the hotel to whom he takes a shine is Fiona (Florence Ordesh), who comes to Ohm's aid in a major way that I won't spoil. Later, he learns that Fiona has gone missing and comes to believe that she has visited the hotel's honeymoon suite on the second floor. He is told that the suite has been locked for years because the hotel's owner trapped a witch up there and keeps it closed off to ensure she remains imprisoned.

Ohm meets a strange man in the woods named Jerry (David Wilmot), whom the locals say has an unsettling history, and the two of them agree to visit the suite to look for Fiona. But Jerry gets detained and Ohm ends up in the suite by himself, leading to a night of horrors as he is plagued by creepy visitations - an individual who looks like part-donkey, part man; an actual corpse; and a basement that can only be reached by the world's creepiest dumb waiter and seems to lead into the bowels of hell.

McCarthy's previous film, "Oddity," is one of my favorite horror films of recent memory. It is likely the scariest movie I've seen in years (certainly since "Hereditary") and has a series of diabolically effective set pieces. It's still my favorite McCarthy film, though "Hokum" is a strong following act. Scott is great here as a sarcastic man who unpleasant facade hides a world of pain. The film's setting is unique and spooky and, as was the case with "Oddity," the atmospheric touches go a long way.

And like the best horror movies of the past decade - such as "It Follows" or "Weapons" - "Hokum" is thematically rich and has actual substance (its final scene especially), other than just trying to scare its audience. But for those who just want to be frightened, rest assured that this picture delivers in that department.