Last night was Opening Night for the Los Angeles Film Festival. After a couple of meetings, a group of us made our way to the Mann Theater for the gala Opening Night premiere of The Devil Wears Prada. Although, it started about 30 minutes late, the film was a delightful time. It’s cute and at moments funny, though obviously a spawn of Sex and the City (it was directed by show helmer David Frankel). Following the saga of a young Midwestern girl (Anne Hathaway) who moves to New York with dreams of being a journalist, she winds up working as one of the two assistants for a high-powered fashion mag editor, portrayed by Meryl Streep.
Streep is in top form for her role of Miranda Priestley, offering a subdued and hushed tone as a workaholic tormentor. While Kevin Spacey was all over the place as the hysterical studio boss in Swimming With Sharks, Streep’s take on the role (which is reportedly based on Vogue editor Anna Wintour) is more effective by being more reserved. In fact, I would bet that Streep’s performance in The Devil Wears Prada will be remembered during year-end awards nominations (then again, how many Streep performances aren’t?).
Unfortunately, Streep did not attend the L.A. premiere (she was at the New York one, though). Anne Hathaway was in attendance, as was her onscreen boyfriend (and Entourage star) Adrien Greiner who is actually kinda wasted in the film. But, the man who plays the perfect support to Streep in the film, Stanley Tucci, was there too. The after-party/Opening Night party went down outside the theater along the main strip of thge Westwood Village. It was like a little block party of indie film folks (and the occasional studio peeps). It was great to see a ton of familiar faces: the whole team from Gretchen and Chalk, as well as William Morris agent Craig Kestel, film reps Seth Carmichael, Jeff Dowd, and David Garber, Technicolor’s Christian Zak, publicists Mickey Cottrell and David Magdael, the Darkon crew, docmaker Kirby Dick, Web columnist David Poland, and tons more.
All in all, Devil Wears Prada is really cute. As I told someone who asked for my thoughts, “My girlfriend will love it.” She will. Speaking of which, it’s getting a lot harder being away from Jarren. We’re six weeks away from moving in together, and that could not come any sooner…