Note: Falling face first into mud is the way into a man’s heart.
Bridget is back. After 15 years, the third instalment in the beloved franchise, Bridget Jones’s Baby, has crawled its way to the big screen. And who would have thought it would still be as funny?
Whilst having a typically muddy music festival weekend with her friend, Jones (Renée Zellweger) finds herself having a one night stand with a handsome man named Jack (Patrick Dempsey). Several days later, she has yet another dose of ‘rumpy pumpy’ with her ex-fiancé Mark Darcy (Colin Firth) at the christening of her godchild. She soon however, discovers she is pregnant. Embarrassingly uncertain of who the father is, Bridget decides to tell both of the men – which soon results in a little competition.
Zellweger is particularly comfortable on-screen, and proves she still has what it takes how many years on to play the classic but clumsy role. It was just a little distracting that her facial expressions remained the same, almost stuck throughout (perhaps the film should have been re-titled: Bridget Jones is Going Through a Face…sorry, Phase). Nevertheless, the film does a great job in establishing her character growing older and being alone, and also that of her professional success. As for secondary characters, Emma Thompson and Colin Firth truly deliver their lines in the most deadpan style possible which works wonders, and Patrick Dempsey breathes new life into the love triangle. Newcomer Sarah Solemani acts as a worthy addition to the cast, providing the best comedic timing of all. However, a prolonged Ed Sheeran cameo throws the film into rocky waters, and felt embarrassingly desperate to fit in with contemporary pop culture.
As predictable as romantic comedies can get, Bridget Jones’s Baby offers the right amount of sincerity, which coincides effectively with each and every comedic moment – making for a feel good film. Although it did seem that nostalgia carried the film to a certain extent and did feel a little lengthy despite a shorter run-time than most, it was nonetheless far from a disaster. Considering the unfortunate number of lacklustre sequels that have scrambled out of film studios recently, this one was born to stand out; easily serving as Bridget’s best instalment yet. It’s absurd, but the target audience will relish every moment.