Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason
If there's going to be another Bridget Jones movie -- and I hope to God there isn't -- it should follow Bridget as she moves to New York, decides that she should date an older man, and falls for Woody Allen. Fathoming the impact of that amount of neuroses on screen at one time is like trying to comprehend the nature of existence, the size of the universe, and what would happen if you transplanted Mary-Kate Olsen's brain into John Goodman's body -- all at the same time.
Believe it or not, Bridget (Renée Zellweger) is as neurotic as ever, despite being comfortably ensconced in a relationship with Mark Darcy (Colin Firth). Mark, sadly, is as boring as ever, only coming out of his emotionless shell on the rare occasion when he blurts out some affection like he's having a difficult bowel movement.
So, predictably, the story moves from Bridget droning on and on about the potential for a relationship with Mark Darcy or Daniel Cleaver (Hugh Grant), to the difficulties and worries she has about her actual relationship with Mark Darcy, which includes the possibility of a rival in Rebecca (Jacinda Barrett, who has all-American good looks despite being born in Australia - that's what it says on IMDB). This all naturally leads to Bridget ending up in a Thai prison. One can practically see the writers giggling over this one in their little meeting.
I have two words for the filmmakers (and for Helen Fielding): Please stop.
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