Midday 

I hadn’t heard of it either until recently—and yet, it’s one of the highest grossing movies of all time.

My review’s title is a nod to Shakespeare and is entirely deliberate. The original movie portrayed the high-end fashion world as a brutal arena of plotting, backstabbing, and betrayal, and most Shakespeare’s plays depend on these plot devices. The Devil Wears Prada 2 uses the same formula, and is, plot-wise, almost identical. Once again, we plunge into the cutthroat world of Runway, where to get and stay at the top, you must let go of your principles and moral sense. The only thing different is that due to the digital era, Runway is not a print magazine anymore, but one that is running online.

Set against the backdrop of the Jim Crow era, the film offers layered representation.

I can say without question, that this is the first movie I’ve ever seen where art imitates life so much that I could 100% identify with it on a personal level. The predominately Black cast of characters are people with hopes, dreams, fears, and ambitions.

The Franke kids seemingly lived a normal life, until their mom met the infamous Jodi Hilderbrandt.

If you want to feel the rush, you have to take the risk.