The life of Bridget Jones appears to be one big, constantly embarrassing disaster, and yet she still manages to become a relatively successful Journalist, with her own apartment, a number of true friends and a seemingly perfect fiance. I struggle to understand how this is possible!
I saw the first Bridget Jones movie when I was about ten or eleven, and have seen it countless times since, along with the second film, which followed a few years later. I found the movies hilarious and I love Renee Zellweger but, as I realised a few weeks ago, I had never read the books!
I immediately went online and acquired both the first and second novel so that I could read them on my Ebook. Within three days I had finished them both, and had come to the conclusion that I had been seriously missing out.
Bridget dedicates her entire body and soul to complaining about what a disaster her life is at any given moment. She does seem to have some rotten luck, and falls into more embarrassing situations than the average person. However, as a reader I found that I did not mind her constant moaning, because she managed to do it in a way that is completely hilarious.
I spent most of the time while reading wondering to myself how Bridget manages to be chronically late and often completely useless and yet never seems to get into any serious trouble (slightly unrealistic). She also clearly has some kind of eating disorder (or is working towards one) because she weighs herself every day and counts all of her calories. This would be more concerning if she ever actually lost any weight.
I do however, applaud Bridget’s constant working towards ‘Inner Poise’ and her attempts to stay away from possible ’emotional fuckwittage’. She fails quite horribly, but at least she tried. She has a constant plan about what to do in every disastrous situaution, most often supplied by her friends, but things never seem to work out.
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