Bridget Jones's Baby
Out Now On-Demand
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.
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.
- Sharon Maguire('Bridget Jones's Diary', 'Incendiary')
Rating: M Offensive language and sexual references
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.
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.
Time Out London
Little White Lies (UK)
Total Film (UK)
Stuff.co.nz (James Croot)
NZ Herald (Francesca Rudkin)
Enjoyable Chapter Ending
loved it even thought her face looked a bit weird (due to cosmetic surgery?) but storyline was really funny and kept my interest through the whole movie. Would watch again
Bridget is still fighting her demons with intelligent hilarity and tugs on our heart-strings
Movie makers do not admit it publicly, but there have always been 'women's films' and 'men's films'. Historically, the film industry catered more to the male viewpoint by favouring action drama but in the post-feminist era the female perspective is prominent. The Bridget Jones franchise is part of the shifting cinema landscape where along with other sisterhood films like Absolutely Fabulous (2016), Maggie's Plan (2016) and Embrace (2016), women's uniqueness is celebrated while men are sidelined. Seeing Bridget still fighting her demons as a loveless and childless 43 year-old is an unlikely sounding plotline, but Renee Zellweger pulls it off with intelligent hilarity and ruthless tugs on heart-strings.
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.
Better than the first 2
Great closure for Bridget Jones's fans
It is so wonderful to watch Bridget Jones get the happiness she deserves. A real feel good movie with a few laughs all rolled into one.
Honestly, I really really enjoyed it. At some moments I was weeping with laughter. I appreciated that there was genuine character growth and Bridget wasn't as crippled with indecision and lack of confidence as in the sequel. They traipsed out the menagerie of loved characters from the franchise whilst making space for some worthwhile new friends. Patrick Dempsey gave Colin Firth a decent run as the love interest and I didn't mind that the ending was expected from the opening credits, because how they got there was so genuine, and so much fun.
Who knew a third sequel could be so good!
I own and love the first two, but this one topped them both. I laughed and laughed, a great escape for the girls!
Bridget Jones Delivers! (Sorry...)
Bridget Jones’ Baby obviously isn’t trying to re-invent the rom-com wheel. There’s not much here that will surprise you - the attempts at topicality feel at least five years out-of-date - but somehow the film’s resolute unhipness just adds to its undeniable throwback appeal (this is the rom-com fantasy-London of Love Actually and Man Up we’re talking about here…) The film has charm to spare, the cast is extremely good company and the laughs come consistently from beginning to end (there’s a priceless piece of old-school slapstick involving a revolving door that would have made Peter Sellers proud).
And if that wasn't enough, Emma Bloody Thompson also turns up in shameless, scene-stealing form. Someone give Dr Rawlings a spin-off series please.
Really enjoyed this - in fact, I've now seen it twice!
Trumps the first
Worthy addition to Bridget Jones film franchise!
Often sequels lose sight of the original but this was as good as, if not better, than Bridget Jones' Diary and Bridget Jones: Edge of Reason. Hilarious and heartwarming, with a good pinch of nostalgia.