The September Issue

This is a fascinating documentary, not so much about the fashion world but about the world of glossy magazines. Even if people may think that an interest in clothes and accessories is a sign of a shallow personality, it should not be forgotten that fashion is also big business, because dealing with the upper class clientèle creates a huge turnover.

While some photographers and editors might also be interested in the creative side, others are more concerned with the money-making machine and are pretty aware of the fact that department stores and advertisers must be treated nicely.

This split between hard-edge and creative personalities is quite clear in the documentary. Anna Wintour appears to be much of the first type and Grace Coddington of the second. We follow these two women (and a lot of other staff, famous photographers and beautiful models) through the making of the September issue, trekking to Paris, London and Rome and back to New York.

Sure, there is a lot of hard work involved in the creation of beautiful images and in the selection of ethereal (sometimes plain crazy) outfits. However, one can hardly feel much empathy for Ms. Wintour, who gives the impression of being an unpleasant, self-absorbed, arrogant woman. Apparently she is just confirming all the rumors about her. In the most revealing sequence she is uttering the lines "If I get too angry I will quit this job". Indeed, one could say that throughout the documentary she makes a big effort to conceal deep seated rage. But what exactly is making her so angry is a mystery.

She gets what she wants basically at all times, both with staff who does not dare to contradict her and with designers who tremble at the sign of her disapproval. In short she looks like a despotic queen, a sort of female Henry VIII who could at any time order to have heads cut off. And yet, she is so angry… It is difficult to see what people could do to please her more, but maybe it is just not in her nature to be happy.

Different story about Grace Coddington, who is the human face of this elitist fashion world. She actually seems a nice person who really cares about beauty and elegance. The photos she styles are indeed beautiful. Too beautiful for this commercial world, indeed. In fact, most are rejected by her commander in chief and one cannot but feel sorry for so much creativity compressed within the pages of what is basically just a luxury items catalog.

I saw this documentary at the Galway Film Fleadh. The anticipation was high, and the screening was sold out; I'm happy to report that the audience wasn't disappointed. This doc details the run up to the printing of the titular September issue of American Vogue magazine, which an estimated one in eight American women purchase annually. The documentary style is fast-paced with out being breakneck, with one of the freshest soundtracks I've had the pleasure of hearing on a cinema sound system. (Ladytron, Ratatat, Cinematic Orchestra, Mark Ronson et al.) It focuses on mostly on the upper echelons of Vogue, namely inscrutable ice queen and inspiration for "The Devil Wears Prada", editor Anna Wintour. Creative director Grace Coddington brings some welcome levity during the more "fashion has no mercy, dahling!" moments. If you enjoyed Ugly Betty, The Devil Wears Prada, America's Next Top Model and Project Runway, you already know that this is right up your street; for everybody else it's a fascinating and occasionally funny study of an inordinately influential individual at the apex of a bizarre and enthralling industry, and those that surround her.

It is best to remember that this film is pre-economic breakdown and surely many of the perks are gone. That said, the September issue is really an unfolding mystery story about a woman with little talent who manages to become the editor of the most popular fashion magazine in the world. The documentary is also a war story between two minds, Wintour and Coddington's. Wintour is the general, so she gets to decide and in general, no pun intended, she makes bad decisions. It is impressive that the documentary got made and that Wintour, who must have seen it was OK with the image its portrays of her because, the source of her power, her editorship are nowhere to be found. Wintour behaves like a celebrity because when the veil is drawn, there is not much there. Her visual sense is tired and the manner in which she makes her decisions, with wimp art director Charlie Churchward, is appalling. It is one of those ongoing ironies that editors get to claim the honors for their magazines, when the real visual artists, in this case, Grace Coddington, have to play second fiddle to people so clearly less talented. The only one to escape this fate was Fabion Barone, who having worked for Harper's Bizaar, actually is seen as the force behind the success of the magazine. The other elephant in the room about this documentary is that no one seems very happy. Anna clearly is depressed about being seen as a lightweight in her family (i.e.,fashion), even her own daughter, while clearly enjoying the riches of her mothers fame, doesn't "get it." Grace and her weathered face tell it all: it is torture to work with his talentless woman called the editor and all the minions run around in fear—of what exactly is the real question...which reveals Anna's only real talent and power she has: the ability to fire people.

I just flat out love this movie. First of all, as a life time journalism fan (even fanatic) there has never been anything like this. This film is a chocolate cake for anyone that wants an inside look at one of the great publishing stories ever. It is also a look at the industry just before the crash. Magazines, and all other print media will never be the same. So the fact that this movie nails an entire industry, is truly amazing.

But what's saves this from being a museum piece are the outrageous and fabulous people in the film. You won't believe a cast of chatacters who are NOT actors, but are better.

I say---don't miss this. There will never be another film anything like it.

The world of fashion is glamorous, absurd, and nowhere more so than at Vogue magazine, where legendary editor Anna Wintour rules with a famously frosty demeanour. 'The September Issue' follows the creation of Vogue's largest ever issue - which sounds as if it should be interesting, but which actually feels like a lost opportunity. There's no analysis of the finances or logic of fashion; no discussion of Vogue's rivals; or any attempt to debunk the myth of Wintour as ice-queen. Maybe this is because the myth is reality; but there's also a strong sense that director R. J. Cutler hasn't tried very hard, that he had his story before he started and was quite happy to shoot it deferentially. Wintour herself provides few real clues in some unrevealing interviews, and while she is plainly tough, she glides through an affluent world apparently insulated from anyone in whose interests it might be to answer her back, so it's a limited sort of toughness. Certainly Cutler doesn't challenge her; and his film, though watchable, ultimately has very little to say.