I should probably go ahead and tell you that I had absolutely no interest in seeing Bridget Jones’s Baby. I rolled my eyes at the “WHO’S THE FATHER” concept and felt it was a sad grab for money on the part of everyone involved. The side of me that loves Bridget Jones’s Diary and who STILL wants to defend Renée Zellwegger from those stupid, recent attacks, went to see it anyway.
I can’t tell you how surprised I was.
Not only is Bridget Jones’s Baby funny and inspired, it also makes important comments about grown women and how they choose to live today.
Bridget has a successful and satisfying career, and although things didn’t work out with Mark Darcy, she has filled her life with fun and friendship. Jones recognizes that the world expects her to feel sad and empty, but she doesn’t and chooses to enjoy herself instead. She meets a new man (Patrick Dempsey), runs into an ex (Colin Firth) and then, as the title clearly states, ends up with a baby onboard.
This twist, which at first glance is awkward at best, is what gives Bridget Jones’s Baby it’s chance to shine. Instead of focusing on dated ideas or slut-shaming, BJB shows Bridget’s apprehension and then excitement over being a mother. Sure, there are plenty of “who’s your Daddy” jokes, but Bridget’s main concern becomes her baby. Then, Emma Thompson shows up as Bridget’s OB and speaks the strongest words of the whole film.
“You can do this on your own, you know,” she tells her. “I did.”
This wonderful assertion comes amid slapstick comedy and another tired will-they-or-won’t-they storyline, but it’s what gives Bridget Jones’s Baby it’s backbone. You never feel sad for Bridget or her baby because you know, no matter WHO the father is, she’s got this. –B+