Bridget Jones's Baby(2016)
Relationship status: beyond complicated.
Renée Zellweger returns alongside Colin Firth and Patrick Dempsey in the third instalment in the Bridget Jones franchise. Bridget Jones's Diary director Sharon Maguire also returns.... More
After breaking up with Mark Darcy (Firth), Bridget's (Zellweger) "happily ever after" hasn’t quite gone according to plan. 40-something and single again, she decides to focus on her job as a top news producer and surround herself with old friends and new. For once, Bridget has everything completely under control. What could possibly go wrong? Then she meets a dashing American named Jack (Dempsey), the suitor who is everything Mr. Darcy is not. When she finds herself pregnant, she can only be 50 percent sure of the identity of her baby's father.Hide
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BY Leonie Hayden Flicks Writer
Bridget is older. Single again. We find her awakening to a 43rd birthday, ditched by her friends and scolded for her childlessness by her mother. She faces increasing irrelevancy at her TV news producer job (as much a satire of modern media as aging-woman-in-the-workplace) and after a couple of saucy middle-aged romps with ex-flame Mark Darcy (Colin Firth) and hunky one-night-stand Jack Qwant (Patrick Dempsey), finds herself pregnant and not entirely sure of the baby’s parentage.... More
This is the point at which the wheels might have come off — had single, pregnant, 40-something Bridget cried into her non-alcoholic Chardonnay for half the film I would have disconnected immediately. But 2016 Bridget doesn’t seem particularly helpless. She seems comfortable in her skin. Live television is still her sworn enemy, and the propensity to fall off and into things remains, but I saw enough of my own evolution as an awkward girlwoman to realise the film had captured something much subtler than just the passing of time.
The romance and the rivalry of the love interests are played less desperately than previous films — until a final piece of slapstick involving all three, which elicited some of the heartiest belly laughs I’ve heard all year.
All of which is just a wonderful set up for the real star of the film — Emma Thompson (who co-wrote the script) as Bridget’s fabulously droll obstetrician. Thompson absolutely chews through scenes in a way that would tickle Alan Rickman pink beyond the grave. Rosy, relatable and entertaining enough for a rewatch with some takeaways and a bottle of wine.Hide
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Bridget Jones's Baby
BY cinemusefilm superstar
The story premise lies in the film title: Bridget Jones' Baby. Now a successful television producer, Bridget is a lonely celibate still longing for her Mr Darcy (Colin Firth) who married someone else. Her inner-circle girl-talk is liberally peppered with phallic references and Bridget is told she needs to get laid to get real. At a camp-in music festival, which includes a hilarious cameo by Ed Sheeran, she ends up in the bed of a stranger called Jack (Patrick Dempsey). It is not long before she also ends up in Mr Darcy's bed, so of course when the pregnancy kit shows positive she doesn't know who is the dad.
Muddle-headed before pregnancy, her antics while eating for two are borderline zany but always endearing. Bridget is torn between fantasy options: the romantic machismo and good humour of Jack versus the imperiously handsome Mr Darcy with eyes that make words redundant. Through it all, Bridget is still the lovable awky girl we met long ago, still stumbling through life like in a montage of slapstick sketches where her cute squinty smile wins every time.
There are not many laugh-out-loud romantic comedies that have storylines funny enough to hold your attention for two hours. This one works because it has the twin propulsion of being both personality-driven and plot-driven, liberally splashed with grown-up gags and plot twists. There is a strong cast of well-known actors and the filming across various London locations is sumptuous. The over-thinkers might wonder if we will ever move beyond Jane Austen's "truth universally acknowledged" that a woman's destiny is in the arms of a wealthy man. But this is not feminism; it is pure entertainment that is delivered in spades, and you can expect to leave the show cheering that Bridget got her man.Hide
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