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The Devil Wears Prada: A Novel
Product Type: Book
Product Price: $14.99
Manufacturer: Broadway
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Description
A delightfully dishy novel about the all-time most impossible boss in the history of impossible bosses.
Andrea Sachs, a small-town girl fresh out of college, lands the job “a million girls would die for.” Hired as the assistant to Miranda Priestly, the high-profile, fabulously successful editor of Runway magazine, Andrea finds herself in an office that shouts Prada! Armani! Versace! at every turn, a world populated by impossibly thin, heart-wrenchingly stylish women and beautiful men clad in fine-ribbed turtlenecks and tight leather pants that show off their lifelong dedication to the gym. With breathtaking ease, Miranda can turn each and every one of these hip sophisticates into a scared, whimpering child.
THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA gives a rich and hilarious new meaning to complaints about “The Boss from Hell.” Narrated in Andrea’s smart, refreshingly disarming voice, it traces a deep, dark, devilish view of life at the top only hinted at in gossip columns and over Cosmopolitans at the trendiest cocktail parties. From sending the latest, not-yet-in-stores Harry Potter to Miranda’s children in Paris by private jet, to locating an unnamed antique store where Miranda had at some point admired a vintage dresser, to serving lattes to Miranda at precisely the piping hot temperature she prefers, Andrea is sorely tested each and every day—and often late into the night with orders barked over the phone. She puts up with it all by keeping her eyes on the prize: a recommendation from Miranda that will get Andrea a top job at any magazine of her choosing. As things escalate from the merely unacceptable to the downright outrageous, however, Andrea begins to realize that the job a million girls would die for may just kill her. And even if she survives, she has to decide whether or not the job is worth the price of her soul.
From the Hardcover edition.
It's a killer title: The Devil Wears Prada. And it's killer material: author Lauren Weisberger did a stint as assistant to Anna Wintour, the all-powerful editor of Vogue magazine. Now she's written a book, and this is its theme: narrator Andrea Sachs goes to work for Miranda Priestly, the all-powerful editor of Runway magazine. Turns out Miranda is quite the bossyboots. That's pretty much the extent of the novel, but it's plenty. Miranda's behavior is so insanely over-the-top that it's a gas to see what she'll do next, and to try to guess which incidents were culled from the real-life antics of the woman who's been called Anna "Nuclear" Wintour. For instance, when Miranda goes to Paris for the collections, Andrea receives a call back at the New York office (where, incidentally, she's not allowed to leave her desk to eat or go to the bathroom, lest her boss should call). Miranda bellows over the line: "I am standing in the pouring rain on the rue de Rivoli and my driver has vanished. Vanished! Find him immediately!"
This kind of thing is delicious fun to read about, though not as well written as its obvious antecedent, The Nanny Diaries. And therein lies the essential problem of the book. Andrea's goal in life is to work for The New Yorker--she's only sticking it out with Miranda for a job recommendation. But author Weisberger is such an inept, ungrammatical writer, you're positively rooting for her fictional alter ego not to get anywhere near The New Yorker. Still, Weisberger has certainly one-upped Me Times Three author Alex Witchel, whose magazine-world novel never gave us the inside dope that was the book's whole raison d' etre. For the most part, The Devil Wears Prada focuses on the outrageous Miranda Priestly, and she's an irresistible spectacle. --Claire Dederer
Reviews
Rating: 1 / 5
Date: 2010-09-02
Summary: "Awful, amateurish, and disappointing"
Like everybody else I was hoping for some good chick lit to pass the time. This book is so poorly written its a chore to get through it! Where were the editors?! Who does she know, that this book was even published in the first place? The writing is straight out of a high school creative writing class. At one point a character "groans audibly" - is there any other way to groan? Another character inexplicably appears every now and then and speaks entirely in CAPITALS! The characters don't know what they're supposed to be. Andrea is ostensibly a talented writer, but nothing whatsoever in the story supports any kind of intellectual ability or writing ability or interest. Its embarrassing that this was even published, let alone a best seller. Great concept, but so, so poorly developed. Not worth your time unless you like to laugh at terrible writing.
Rating: 1 / 5
Date: 2010-08-23
Summary: "Worse than the movie"
This book is chock full of bad language and horrible morals. The movie is actually much cleaner and more interesting than the book. My advice- watch the movie and don't waste your time reading the novel.
Rating: 1 / 5
Date: 2010-08-21
Summary: "Torturous to Read"
I had high hopes about this book after watching the movie, but was terribly disappointed. Andy was not the smart, good-hearted person she is in the movie. She was a whiny, obnoxious, shallow-minded woman who I found difficult to like. Not only was her character disappointing, but so was the intriguing personality of Miranda. The fabulous interplay between Andy and Miranda is almost non-existent and only really hinted at. The story line is also totally different. That in itself wouldn't be a problem if the original book was at least mildly interesting. The writing was not well done and it amazes me this ever went from lit. agent to publisher. The best thing I can say is that I love the title. Whoever did the adaptation of the book to the movie should be applauded because it seems the old maxim is wrong: you can make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.
Rating: 1 / 5
Date: 2010-08-03
Summary: "Author doesn't know how to write"
I love the movie that was made based on this book so I had very high hopes for the book. Unfortunately, I was devastated to find that the author doesn't know how to write a book. She jumps all over the place, with a lot of "remembering back" moments. Now I know why the movie was made to be so different from the book. They are hardly the same in any way other than the very basic story line involving the Editor in Chief of a major magazine that is bossy and demanding. Seriously, I would save your two cents on buying this book if I were you.
Rating: 1 / 5
Date: 2010-07-10
Summary: "Bad Bad Bad"
The movie is much better than the book, not that i was expecting much from Weisberger with a stinker like Everyone Worth Knowing. Thinly veiled roman à clé. Easy, shallow read, and this is coming from someone who read it when they were thirteen.