Our favorite bumbling Brit is back – Bridget Jones is now
43, a producer, and still endearingly klutzy, watching her weight, drinking too
much, and looking for a man. Renee Zellweger brings charm and sincerity to the
role in Bridget Jones’s Baby. We join her at a memorial
service for former boss/flame Hugh Grant’s character. Hard to believe he’s gone
in a mysterious accident. However, she does run into Mark Darcy (Colin Firth)
and his wife. She manages to keep a stiff upper lip.
Bridget agrees to go to a weekend concert with a friend and
the goal is to “shag”. Of course she immediately falls into a mud pit and is
“rescued” by the very good looking Patrick Dempsey. And naturally they run into
each other again and yes, there’s a bit of a passionate night. But, then it’s
back to work and another meet-up with Mark Darcy. Turns out he’s getting
divorced (oh darn) and maybe there is still a spark to light for Bridget. Oh my
– two nights, two men, and oops – in three months, Bridget finds out she’s pregnant.
Who’s the father?
I won’t give away more. Bridget Jones’s Baby
is a comedy but it’s not all hilarity. The concepts of responsibility for the
child, the idea of love, and loyalty, and growing up are addressed. There’s
excellent chemistry among the leads and you’ll be rooting for all to work
things out. This is an amusing chick flick, worthy of matinee price. Cheers!
