Bridget Jones’ Dairy.
Probably one of the best chick flick movies ever. And I’ll go ahead and say it, the movie is a whole lot better than the book. The movie’s “momma drama” is a lot more downplayed than the book. In the book that’s the actual climax. Julio has scammed everyone, including the mom, and has whisked her away to some Caribbean country. And gets her into a full on legal mess. Which is when Mark Darcy (Played in the movie by Colin Firth, as well as Mr. Darcy in the BBC adaptation of Pride and Prejudice) swoops in and sorts the whole mess out.
Honestly, I much prefer the Mark/Daniel British Man Fight. Hugh Grant and Colin Firth realistically fighting each other and falling through a window to “Raining Men”, can it get much better than this?
On the whole though, it was enjoyable. But I see the whole plot as implausible. The relationship between her and her boss I can understand, it was all about some good sex. But between her and Mark Darcy…Honestly, Bridget Jones isn’t smart enough for him. The second movie plays it out really well. There just wasn’t anything…extra special about Bridget.
At any rate, I enjoyed the book. I read it while I was on the bike and treadmill at the gym, and while walking to and fro places.
27 down, 73 to go! ~ugh~