2 stars

I do remember being relatively charmed by Renée Zellweger in the original Bridget Jones’ Diary, but this whatever-happened-to sequel left me cold. Instead of the much-missed Hugh Grant as a romantic foil for seemingly pre-destined soul mates Bridget Jones and Mark Darcy (Colin Firth), we get Patrick Dempsey as a rich American entrepreneur. Dempsey plays the character like the worst stereotype of a flaky Californian, and combined with the unattractive stiffness of Firth’s character you’re left thinking that Bridget’s options are about as palatable as those of the U.S. electorate.

The pregnancy humour works a bit better with certainly a number of laugh out loud moments and I’d have to be totally dead inside not to cheer them on in the get-me-to-the-hospital scene. Even so, it ultimately disappoints in its predictability.


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