I took a break in reviewing films yesterday, given the fact that I was in total shock when it came to the results of the election. Insanity. Today, I get back to the world of reviews with Bridget Jones’s Baby. I saw the first two films not too terribly long ago, but never actually thought to review them – so if I could review both real quick – same game, different ballpark. The same applies here, only this time…a crucial element is left out. So was that element needed? Let’s get into it.
Bridget’s focus on single life and her career is interrupted when she finds herself pregnant, but with one hitch … she can only be fifty percent sure of the identity of her baby’s father. (IMDb)
Calling Maurie! It’s another comedy about not knowing who your baby daddy is! Is it Mark Darcy (Colin Firth), a married man who she has a romantic history with or is it Jack (Patrick Dempsey) – an all but hippie celebrity love guru that discovered they have a 97% chance at a perfect romantic relationship. One person it’s not is Daniel Cleaver (Hugh Grant), because his character has been killed off in a completely random car accident. This movie is a bit all over the place solely for the reason that it introduces unneeded plot points. Hugh Grant’s departure in the series could have just meant they explain that he got married and moved away…not died. Instead, now the married guy is Colin Firth, who she ended up with in the last film – which means they have to explain why they split up in the first place (they don’t) and then make Colin Firth the bad guy because you KNOW he’s one of the possible fathers. Oh, and as horrible as it is…this isn’t Bridget Jones.
This is not Bridget Jones because part of her charm is being a real, natural, and awkward girl. That means she’s of average weight or slightly overweight, not overly skinny, and that means no plastic surgery either! I feel as if they dipped her face in paint and told her to squint as much as humanly possible in order to look like Renee Zellweger one last time. While there are certain scenes where she stands at a precise spot at a precise angle and says a precise line where you say, “there’s our girl”, but those moments are too far and too few between.
After we complain away the clear and present problems this film introduces, it really just turns into something typical as far as comedies are concerned. The characters aren’t terrible, as they do command a decent amount of chemistry on screen. Even Dempsey’s character, being introduced for the first time in the third movie does okay. But when you ask yourself who she’s going to end up with, you’d be disappointed in Jones if she tosses away the one person whose been there for three films for the newer model. You have to ask yourself while watching…is that really the type of gal she is? So in the end, will she fall for the new model and screw over the old one, or stick with the old one and ruin his marriage? Neither option really seems all that great (kind of like this election!). The movie even gets weirder in the end when one character strangely and unexplainably overstays their welcome.
Overall, Bridget Jones’s Baby is okay, but unneeded. The second film in the franchise closed her story up in an effective and acceptable manner. This movie introduced the characters again in a clear effort to present a special reunion of sorts – but in doing so, it creates plot holes and doesn’t even attempt to actually explain those plot holes. So as far as writing goes – plot, character, etc – it was weak. Parts of the humor weren’t terrible and it was nice to see Zellweger back in the role at times, so I won’t give it too much crap. Check it out if you want!