Bridget Jones swaps her big pants for nappies in this laugh-out-loud romp.
12 years after the events of The Edge of Reason Bridget Jones (Renée Zellweger) is still as hapless as ever. Now in her forties working as a high flying news producer she seems to have it all, except one thing. She is single yet again. Her days with hunky beau Mark Darcy (Colin Firth) are over.
In a bid to spice up her spinster style life Bridget heads off to a festival with her feisty friend Miranda (Sarah Solemani). There she meets and beds a rather dashing American named Jack (Patrick Dempsey). Bridget’s love life is finally back from the dead and all it took was a harmless one night stand to revive it.
Bridget’s new-found confidence means that when she bumps into Mark at a christening she doesn’t feel so terrible. In fact, the two get along like they were never apart, so much so that they end up in bed together. Deciding that she doesn’t want to take a step backwards Bridget scarpers in the early hours. Little does she know that she’ll be seeing Mark much sooner than she thinks. Three months later in fact…
Bridget discovers that she’s pregnant. Now, the befuddled mum-to-be must figure out if the proud father is Mark or Jack. One thing is for certain, Bridget’s journey to find out who the father is promises to be as hilarious and revealing as ever.
In true Bridget style she dates both men without them realising. True to form shit hits the fan and Bridget has to find a way of keeping the two men in her life for the sake of her baby.
Both men are heads over heels for our Bridge but which one will step up to plate and be the man she deserves?
Renée Zellweger will capture your hearts and tickle your funny bones once again. However, don’t get too excited, sadly our adventures with the loveable singleton are over. This movie marks the last entry in the smash-hit comedy series.
While this may not be the most realistic representation of modern romance, it is a hoot. It makes you remember why you loved the first two movies.
At some stage in our lives we’ve all been a Bridget, fumbling our way through social events and disastrous relationships. But what’s refreshing about Bridget is that she owns her crazy. She doesn’t give two shits about how she looks or comes across to people, and for that reason I think she’s perfect, just the way she is.
By Ruth Walker