Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy review: ' A Clunking disappointment'
Sarah CromptonBridget Jones was the poster girl for a generation. She invented a vocabulary: singletons, smug marrieds, emotional f***wits. And a way of thinking: “9st 4. Terrifying slide into obesity – why, why?”
I loved her like a soul sister, seeing in the floundering chaos of her search for love (in the shape of her own Mr Darcy) a more comic and clever reflection of the floundering chaos of my own life and that of my friends. Even if we weren’t exactly like Bridget, she was recognisably one of us – and her diary, with its daily italics and endless lists, made us laugh.
The news that Helen Fielding was bringing back Bridget after a 14-year silence created a real sense of anticipation: but Mad About the Boy is a clunking disappointment.
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"Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy review: ' A Clunking disappointment' ", La Clé des Langues [en ligne], Lyon, ENS de LYON/DGESCO (ISSN 2107-7029), juillet 2013. Consulté le 10/12/2023. URL: https://cle.ens-lyon.fr/anglais/archives/archives-revue-de-presse/bridget-jones-mad-about-the-boy-review-a-clunking-disappointment-