I prefer the movie The Devil Wears Prada over the book. This has never happened to me. I am the first to contest to the book always being better. Always. However, even though the drama was jam-packed with amazing adventures - things that could not have been portrayed on the big screen without boring the audience to tears - the shortened and tweaked story line of the movie is slightly more enjoyable.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the book. It's just that a story about people not supporting your fight for success, a best friend developing into a raging alcoholic, and everyone everywhere swearing that they understand but refuse to lighten the guilt trips is borderline un-enjoyable in book format. I will give the writer kudos to the scene where Andrea quits. Actually saying "Fuck you, Miranda. Fuck you." followed by stating that she was done and topping it off with Miranda's famous, "That's all." Fan-freaking-tanstic! I do enjoy the book showing a slight companionship between Andrea and Emily, more detail on the ridiculous tasks Miranda assigns, and better look into Andrea's personal life. Though the movie wins me over in the end with an absence of Andrea's smoking habit, more Nigel, less friend drama, Christian being a debonair saint and less of an arrogant jerk, Miranda's job not being threatened, and Andrea learning how to dress herself (she never quite figured that out in the book).
In the end - and I can't believe I'm saying it - the movie wins.
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See... I told you some movies are better than the book. I must agree that for the most part books are better than their movie counterparts. However, I urge you to separate the silver screen from the page. If you notice, most movies have completely different script writers that had no part in writing the books. Hence, the term 'adaptation.'
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