[EXPRESSO] The Devil Wears Prada 2 (2026) | Legacy Girlbossing

Ah yes, the Beetlejuice Beetlejuice of fashion biz comedy-drama cinema.

Actually, yes: it’s a direct sequel, it takes into account the fact that 20 years have passed by for the characters too, the main cast is back reprising their roles, directing duties are still handled by David Frankel, even screenwriter Aline Brosh McKenna is back as well, so it’s “legit”, as they once said.

I remember watching it back in the day, but since it was literally 20 years ago i did give a fresh watch…. and honestly it still holds up, it’s not perfect, but it’s funny, the satire still has some edge, it’s very memorable, lots of fun and damn that Streep performance (and Tucci’s of course).

Even so, since the trailer for this rolled out i wondered “why though?”, despite well knowing why: even if there wasn’t a book sequel to draw from, it’s the 2020s, even Twister has a legacy sequel.

My fear was that it would still be stuck in the mid-2000s…. but actually no, it’s actually the opposite, as it tackles the current issue of megacorpos, megamergers and layoff epidemic, with Andy, now a renowed journalist, getting laid off by her parent company as she is accepting an award in her field.

Now jobless, she is hired as senior writer by the fashion agency she once left, Runway, as the firm itself is facing a huge PR crisis and is at risk at being downsized into oblivion by the new management, despite still being (mostly) helmed by Miranda.

While not perfect, it’s a surprisingly good sequel that doesn’t amount to just a series of nods to the first one, and it’s arguably better than most legacy sequels we’re getting nowadays, with a cast in top form reprising their classic roles like they never left.

[EXPRESSO] The Electric State (2025) | Mr. Peanut, Break Down This Wall

VERY loosely based on Simon Stålenhag’s 2018 retro-sci-fi illustrated book of the same name and directed by the Russo brothers, The Electric State is set in an alternate 1990s where robots, gaining sentience after decades, rise up and engage a full on war, ultimately won by the humans using headgear controlled remote drone soldiers. After the war, the headgear/vr sets are sold commercially to pacify the masses, while the surviving robots are sent to a giant desert prison colony.

We follow a juvenile delinquent, Jessie (Millie Bobby Brown), whom lost her family in a car accident years ago and is now a foster kid, as one night she gets visited by a robot of Kid Cosmo, her beloved brother’s favourite childhood cartoon, which claims to actually be him, leading the two in a roadtrip-escape adventure…..

One that plays it super-straight, all in an attempt to get us invested into this world… hard to when there’s simply no charm, with the movie actively refusing to embrace its inherent sillyness AND doubling down on being “gritty”, which backfires on a nuclear scale.

There’s a palpable attempt at telling a Spielberg style tale, but there’s no soul or substance to it, just a Ready Player One masturbatory penchant for pop culture regurgitation (that makes NO SENSE in context, to boot), well known actors half-assing their admittely bad characters, and a plot being a senseless, meaningless hodgepotche that makes even less sense as it goes on, never committed to anything besides vague, overly basic metaphors, or Funko Pops-friendly character designs.

Those that aren’t already well known brand figureheads like fuckin Mr. Peanut (what is this, Food Fight?).

It’s not even boring, but it’s quite bad, stupid, mostly just so confounding you had to wonder “Why?”, especially when it had a 320 million dollars budget.

[EXPRESSO] Conclave (2024) | Papal Royale

There’s an italian saying about the Pope succession system that doesn’t really translate well into english, but it’s basically a clerical version of “the king is dead, long live the king”, and with this thriller (based on a Richard Harris book of the same name) we see indeed the titular conclave, held in order to vote the next Pope, with the cardinals being ritually closed off from the world until from the Sistine Chapel a white puff of smoke can be seen, signifing a new Pope has been chosen.

The conclave is held by a recalcitrant Cardinal Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes), that eventually gets a hold of many secrets about the many other Cardinals moving their influence around to get elected as the “Sacred Big Cheese”, from affairs to hidden documents, rampant display of a hunger for power, realpolitik stuff and an even darker secret that could shake the very core of the Church itself..

And yes, it’s nowhere near as profound or complicated as the movie treats itself, with most of the Cardinals vying for power being nearly cartoonishy douches, the speeches making thing way too simple, and the final reveal being honestly kinda ridiculous (and really selling the “whodunnit” – minus the murder – structure of the film), but direction by Edward Berger (All Quiet On The Western Front) really sells the isolated world where these holy men are forced to live until the deed is done, that even if you can guess most of the resolution, it’s equally enthralling to see it unfold, and the acting from the cast (full of great character actors) is often amazing, sometimes hammy but still immensely entertaining, that it elevates what would be otherwise quite silly stuff in context.

Even with these flaws, it’s undeniably a worthwhile watch for the acting alone.