Thirty-Two, single and drunk, Bridget Jones (Renée Zellweger) vows as she pens the first page of her fresh leather bound diary, that this year things will change. Sooner than she imagined she is caught between two men who hate one another, Mark (Colin Firth) and Darcy (Hugh Grant) and is on a journey of self-worth.
Spanning eleven years, it’s humorous, it’s British, and it’s a very wobbly ride.

Bridget Jones’s Diary: The Edge of Reason (2.5/5)
My least favourite of the three movies. I really enjoyed the first half, Bridget’s fading relationship with her boyfriend, deciding to choose herself no matter how much she regrets it later and just the classic embarrassment that is her life.
That whole Thai prison bit was just a bit too far on the silly side for me especially because Bridget never really seemed to deep the predicament she was in.
My favourite line from the trilogy did appear in this movie so it gets its dues.
“Bridget, that’s not your coat.”
Bridget Jones’s Baby (3/5)
It was strange without Hugh Grant’s Daniel Cleaver, but one smile from Patrick Dempsey and I had forgotten all about Caniel Dleaver or whoever.
The most standout part of this movie as well as the awkwardness of the storyline of course, is how much had changed in the last ten years since we had seen Bridget. Her friends, her family, society – gentrification, technology. There was a comfort in the fact that despite how upside down the world seemed, our protagonist had stayed the same.
I am not typically into slapstick/physical comedy but Mark and Jack taking turns to carry Bridget to the hospital had me cackling like a Witch on October 31st.
Bridget Jones’s Diary (3.5/5)
I have always enjoyed this movie, and even though it has been a while since my last watch I’m glad it was still such a vibe. Yes there were some aspects that seemed ludicrous – her getting a senior level job in journalism with zero experience for one, she thinking that she is fat at ALMOST ten stone is another – but the fundamentals of her relationships and choosing herself, remain unchangeable.
Also the casual sexual harassment was through the roof and seeing this from 2020 you want her to just punch everyone in the face who touches her ass or stares at her chest. Then you remember that this is how it was and you shudder at the memory. Also I dropped half a star from my rating because this movie feature one race group.
I am not like Bridget in anyway, and I never have been. It’s an absolute mystery that I can enjoy her character so much but I’ll just have to chalk it down to the fantastic acting of Renée Zellwegger.

Perspective is one of the biggest take a way’s from this movie for me as I am closer to Bridget’s age in the first movie than I have ever been. Society and women’s mindsets have changed especially when it comes to relationships (well slightly) but I was able to connect with her character – and question it – more than I have done before.
One thing I couldn’t help but notice is that there are no Black people, in this movie – sorry trilogy. There was one person from an ethnic minority with a speaking line (perhaps two) and a pointed handful in one scene, all from the last movie – but that’s it. I might’ve let it slide if it was set in the country but it’s not. It’s London.
The soundtrack for this movie is underrated. Sure, All By Myself by Celine Dion comes to mind when you think of the music for Bridget Jones, but there are some classics throughout all three movies that just give you the ultimate noughties vibes.





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