This movie is about the goings-on in the fashion world. The characters are fashion designers, fashion journalists and all kinds of other personnel who happen to find themselves gathered in and around a prestigious fashion fair.
The cast is very interesting. Cher, Tracy Ullman (remember Tracy Ullman?), Anouk Aimee, Julia Roberts, and even, would you believe it, Sophia Loren and Marcello Mastroianni.
The movie begins with a mysterious man arriving from Moscow. A little later, another man is found dead in the back of his own car. Then, one after another, all kinds of little hells break loose all around the city. And, of course, there are scenes from the fashion shows themselves.
This movie is so French, even though is isn't French. I mean, it's set in Paris, and weird things happen the way you'd expect in a French movie. (Imagine two thieves, male and female, accidentally meeting in the same hotel room, and upon leaving, looking at each other awkwardly and saying: "Bon soir" - "Bon soir, madame", before half-running their separate ways.) It's so glamorous and it's so funny. And if, by any chance, there are people among you who enjoy the sight of a naked woman, you're in for one big, yummy surprise towards the end of the movie. But that's definitely not the only reason I love "Pret-a-Porter". Sometimes they just succeed in shooting a movie where everything (or almost everything) is the way it's supposed to be. I'm so grateful to my now-ex-wife for taking me to watch this years ago, and I keep enjoying it over and over again.