
YOU’RE A PIECE of wood floating next to the Titanic, Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep) tells her former assistant Andy (Anne Hathaway). And right now there’s room enough for two. But for how long? That is the depressing, realistic message in the sequel to The Devil Wears Prada (2006). Its setting, the fictional Runway magazine is now a vessel for luxury giants’ advertising. Miranda, once, powerful enough to cancel $300,000 photoshoots, now has to shoot in abandoned factories.
Some even dare to call her a dinosaur. Before, she ran circles around her publisher; now she has to make do with a friendly punch from her publisher’s son, who has his own ideas about Runway. Enter Andy. Laid off from the newsroom, she returns to Runway and her love-hate relationship with Miranda. But Runway is a changed place. The best piece of journalism it supports is a celebrity interview and a tech bro may be the only one to save it. With Lauren Sanchez co-hosting this year’s Met Gala with Anna Wintour and Jeff Bezos, perhaps it couldn’t be a better epitaph to a time when fashion was still about the pursuit of beauty and magazine editors were visionaries, not vendors.