Someone wise once told us that character growth is important. If characters don’t learn from their actions, then they’re boring. The trend of sequels to successful chicklit novels highlights this truism: the Shopaholic remains in eternal debt and Bridget Jones…
Well, Bridget hasn’t exactly returned to the novel, but she’s returned. Actually, she’s right back where she started: a newspaper column. Whose idea was that? It turns out that she’s still single, still dithering between the same men, and just barely more settled in her life. And, if we may be honest, Bridget wasn’t exactly a spring chicken. This has that desperate feel that made us wince while reading the book. Then, of course, we had the assurance that all would be well at the end of story. Now we see that the character growth was a sham.
Of course, none of this is going to prevent us from what may be the wryest celebrity commentary we’ve read in quite some time:
“Really wanted a little baby to love, though not, obviously, weekend nanny to shag ex-husband.”
- ‘Hello again, old friend’ – Bridget Jones, the woman who seemed to define a decade, is back. Her creator Helen Fielding has returned to her roots and started writing a weekly diary again. Here, Magazine reader Rebecca Moy, who shared her singleton days with Bridget, looks at the new column and wonders if she’s in a time-warp
