Mum and I spent a girly day together this weekend and there was one thing we simply had to see; the new Bridget Jones film. I was particularly excited because Patrick Dempsey (also known as McDreamy to all Grey's Anatomy fans) is in this film as Bridget's new love interest, lucky girl.
We meet up with Bridget who is celebrating her 43rd birthday. Eating cake and drinking wine alone in her flat. Hang on, what has happened?! She and Mark Darcy were engaged and running off into the sunset in leopard print pants last time we saw them, so what has gone wrong? Well it turns out everything has. Mark and Bridget have split and Mark has married someone else. Bridget is a TV news producer surrounded by thirty somethings who are all busy on Tinder and her 40 something besties are all married with kids leaving Bridge to play the role of Spinster Godmother.
Cue 'All By Myself' on the CD player
Enter Jack (Patrick Dempsey) and a steamy fling in a tent at a music festival, a quick romp for old times sake with a newly single Mark and hey presto you have a bun in the oven. But who is the Father?
Well this book may follow a completely different story to Helen Fielding's third Bridget Jones book by thank goodness it did or we may have missed this cinematic treat. The comedy is spot on. I have not laughed that hard in a long time. The scene where Bridge is in labour trying to get to the hospital I couldn't even see the screen due to the tears of laughter streaming down my face. The whole cinema was in stiches - men and women! I laughed so stomach muscles hurt the next day.
It is not often you find a film franchise which can keep things fresh so long after the first incarnation but they hit this on the head yet again. Perfection.
Cue 'All By Myself' on the CD player
Enter Jack (Patrick Dempsey) and a steamy fling in a tent at a music festival, a quick romp for old times sake with a newly single Mark and hey presto you have a bun in the oven. But who is the Father?
Well this book may follow a completely different story to Helen Fielding's third Bridget Jones book by thank goodness it did or we may have missed this cinematic treat. The comedy is spot on. I have not laughed that hard in a long time. The scene where Bridge is in labour trying to get to the hospital I couldn't even see the screen due to the tears of laughter streaming down my face. The whole cinema was in stiches - men and women! I laughed so stomach muscles hurt the next day.
It is not often you find a film franchise which can keep things fresh so long after the first incarnation but they hit this on the head yet again. Perfection.
