Bridget Jones’s Baby: Review

Twelve-years since the poorly received ‘The Edge of Reason’, Bridget Jones returns for a redemptive third instalment in the series which once again sees her at the centre of love triangle, one that is made all the more complicated due to a pregnancy that is a result from either one of her “relations” with both love interests: the returning ex-boyfriend, Mark Darcy, and Jack Qwant, the shiny new American in Bridget’s life, who she meets while Glamping at Glastonbury. 

Over a decade may have passed since we last saw Renée Zellweger as Bridget, but she inhabits the character so well that it’s as if she’s never been away. She’s on charming top form here, aided by an equally as brilliant supporting cast which goes further than Colin Firth – doing what he does best here, and putting all men to shame with his quintessential British gentry. Patrick Dempsey proves a worthy replacement to Hugh Grant’s love rival, Sarah Solemani is hilarious as Bridget’s new thirty-something friend, and Emma Thompson manages to steal the show in the limited amount of time she’s on screen as Bridget’s doctor. 

The cast is just one of the cogs that’s working at full capacity in what is a well-oiled machine. The writing – ‘Bridget‘ author, Helen Fielding, shares a writing credit with Thompson and Dan Mazer – is consistently chucklesome and occasionally hilarious, if not quite as sharp or as insightful as the original film. The idea of catching up with an older Bridget at a time where she has to contend with bearded hipsters, technological inadequacies, and bosses who are more interested in cats that look like Hitler than they are real news, is inspired but largely squandered in favour of more broad, physical gags – a sequence in which Bridget is folded in half in a revolving door is a particular highlight. 

That said, the fact that Bridget Jones’s Baby even made me laugh is a comment to its success, considering a twenty-something male like me is quite clearly not the film’s demographic. It’s been made for women, by women, and that’s a rarity worthy of applause in itself. The fact that I was taken in by its charms and left with a smile on my face is just an added bonus.

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