The difference here is that there is nothing clever about this film. Because embarrassing Renee Zellweger worked in the original, the sequel does so many times more. Like many sequels, The Edge of Reason opts to keep the status quo. The original Bridget Jones was funny because while it mocked nearly every element of the main character, placing her in as many embarrassing situations as possible, it did so in a funny and clever way. Rather than leave well enough alone, here is Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason, based on the novel by Helen Fielding. Bridget Jones's Diary was a wonderful romantic comedy that made a killing at the box office. Renee Zellweger returns as Bridget in "The Edge of Reason."Renee Zellweger and Hugh Grant pair up again in "Edge of Reason.Some movies deserve sequels. For now.īridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (108 minutes, at area theaters) is rated R for language and some sexual content. It's a pleasing enough romp, and if you're starved for romantic comedy (where have they all gone?) this will ease your hunger pangs. (We also get to see some rather unfortunate and unfunny Asian stereotypes.) And for Bridget, it does end well: "I truly believe that happiness is possible," she says, "even when you're 33 and have a bottom the size of two bowling balls." We get to see Mark and Daniel throw punches over Bridget once again we get to see Bridget get accidentally stoned on mushrooms and end up in a Thai jail and, quite naturally, we get to see that all's well that ends well.
Of course, Daniel is the boy that your mama warned you about, and of course he is the one for whom Bridget feels percolating chemistry. (Still, though he's supposed to be such a catch, by our sights Mark is a stuck-up sod.)Īnyway, Mark exits stage right, and Bridget is off to Thailand, where she's reconnected with uber-cad Daniel Cleaver (Hugh Grant). She can't stop over-analyzing the nooks and crannies of her relationship, thanks to the "helpful" input of her "dating war command" trio of friends, ones who read too many self-help books and say things like, "Do you want to get married and have babies before you're barren?" to preface their well-meaning yet questionable advice.Įventually, jealousy whips Bridget into a froth, and after a fairly disastrous high-stakes dinner for Mark's work and a really disastrous skiing holiday - two events where Mark's foxy co-worker (Jacinda Barrett) shows up a little too often - Bridget has analyzed herself out of a relationship. But, as her landing suggests, instead of being in on the joke, Bridget has become the joke.įortunately for the sake of comedy, with Bridget, happily ever after doesn't rule out living neurotically ever after. Sure, there are giggles aplenty, like the sight of Zellweger, the real-life waif who's packed on the pounds in the name of art, parachuting out of a plane, screeching in fear and landing in a pile of, um, pig excrement.
Instead of wit, we're served up Lucille Ball slapstick, which would work if Miz Ball were slapping it to us.
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And so the movie sequel, like the book sequel of the same name, doesn't zing like the original.
But getting the guy is never as funny as trying to get the guy. Carrying on from this apt Jane Austen reference: If we are to believe the fairy tales that we've been force-fed since we were 3, life is supposedly better after you get the guy and ride off into the whatever. As "Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason" opens, we find our heroine happily, goofily, obnoxiously in love and settled down with the somewhat stodgy Mark Darcy (Colin Firth). good.īridget (Renee Zellweger) is still plump, but her life has changed quite a bit since we last saw her. Based on the madcap bestseller, "Bridget Jones's Diary" introduced plumpish Bridget, who chronicles her life in the breathless shorthand of a woman who has no time for a long chat with her bedtime journal: Cigs 1. And clever is what made the original Bridget Jones movie such a hoot: The smarty moments (remember the Salman Rushdie cameo?), the sly sight gags (control-top granny panties or sexy knickers?) and the scathing observations on the singleton life.
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