The film sees Renée Zellweger and Colin Firth joined by Patrick Dempsey. The test would reveal the identity of her unborn baby’s father, but she won’t have it, in part because there wouldn’t be a movie if she did.
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After breaking up with Mark Darcy (Firth), Bridget Jones’s (Zellweger) “happily ever after” hasn’t gone quite according to plan. You can probably work out the details for yourself, because the movie follows the formula of the previous films.
No, “Bridget Jones’s Baby” isn’t particularly special or memorable, but there is something nice about a romantic comedy for folks who are no longer youthful.
“Bridget Jones’s Baby” is such an unabashed romp of silliness that it seems clear there was one goal in mind: The movie doesn’t always have to make sense, but it must always display a sense of humor. While this would be a serious crisis for a normal person in the real world, Bridget instead finds that both handsome, well-to-do men want to be the father of the child – leaving the titular protagonist torn about the man with whom she wants to spend her future. It brings back the director of the first one, Sharon Maguire, and adds Emma Thomson as cast member and co-writer.
She took trips, studied the art of screenwriting – “I feel like I’m more articulate with my pen” – and helped create a TV pilot about female musicians during the 1960s and ’70s in Los Angeles. To my mind, that whole Jane Austen thing was never more than a weak hook in the Bridget story.
Renee, who hasn’t starred as Bridget Jones since 2004, admitted that although she was slightly terrified when returning to the role – she had so much fun.
And what, we wonder, would Bridget be getting up to in a fourth movie? But there’s something lost in what Bridget Jones meant to a lot of women.
By chance, she also twice runs into Darcy, falling back into bed with him at the second event. ‘It could be interesting to watch her improvising her way through motherhood.
Yet Bridget insists on a sex life, even when it’s far from the supportive partnership she had in mind. Her inconsistency at work is unrealistically laughed off. Hanging onto the klutzy indomitability that got her through earlier chapters, Bridget will rap a happy birthday to herself when no one else is around to sing to her, dance gangnam style in fairy wings at a christening, and call time on two guys so busy feuding over parental rights, they’ve forgotten that she’s the one carrying to term. “Weight: who cares?” she types in her ubiquitous diary around Christmastime, when she’s rounding the bend on nine months pregnant.
All of Bridget’s old gang turns for this sequel.
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The third installment to the “Bridget Jones’s Diary” movie back in 2001 has just hit the theatres and it has been getting nothing but praises from the audience, even scoring a flawless score on a prestigious critic site, Rotten Tomatoes.
