Remember back when no one knew who Colin Firth was except for a handful of Jane Austen fans who saw him in Pride and Prejudice as done by the BBC? He shines in this, more than holding his own against Hugh Grant as the delightful jackass Daniel Cleaver and Renee Zellweger, who was nominated for an Oscar for her turn as the titular role. Bridget Jones is a heroine that most women can relate to - she's not perfect. She sleeps with the wrong man, she has things about herself that she doesn't like, and she doesn't hold back from showing audiences her most mundane daily decisions. Particularly funny is the her pre-date dilemma - sexy underwear or unsexy underwear that will more likely lead to them being seen anyway? This book was in some ways the birth of chick-lit, but never does it feel trite or mindlessly fluffy like many of its followers.
My Netflix rating: 4 stars
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