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Movie Review: Bridget Jones' Diary Story: I know I am going to get lots of mail on this
one, but here goes - I HATED this movie! Based on the novel by Helen
Fielding (bought the book but could not read more than ten
pages), 32 year old Bridget Jones gets a diary, vows to lose weight,
stop drinking and smoking and above all - get a man. The film takes
place over a one year period of time (it seemed much longer). Directed
by Sharon Maguire, this episodic insipid portrayal
of a young woman's struggle was truly lifeless. I did not like or believe
any of the characters. At one point I turned to movie pal Mark and said
This is painful to watch! - He heartily agreed. Yes, there
are a few laughs but the predictability level (see new category below)
was off the scale and each and every character was stereotypical and
cartoon-like. Now that I think of it, perhaps animation or claymation
would have been a better choice for bringing this book to the big screen.
The film is a throwback to the awful girl gets boy films of a generation
ago. I am terribly disappointed. I thought we had outgrown those insulting
times. Apparently not!
Acting: If you were on another planet you probably
don't know that Renee Zellweger (remember when actors
changed their names before they became stars)? gained 20 pounds for
this role. The marketing barrage depicts her as obese. She actually
looks like a normal woman and this was another sad statement relentlessly
made about our be thin, anorexic, obsessed society. Anyway, Zellweger
was fine in the role -- she just is an awful character and I really
did not care what happened to her. Hugh Grant, as the
cad was better than usual. He did not pfumpher and stammer as usually
seen. Colin Firth, as the 'other' guy must have had
his jaw crazy glued shut. He never changed his expression the entire
film. Ugh!
Critters: None.
Food: Lots of bad English food and one incredibly stupid
scene in Bridget's kitchen where she tries to cook a meal for her friends.
Visual Art: Lots of funny bad art in her parent's home.
Blatant Product Placement: None - maybe no corporation
wanted to put their money into this bad film.
Soundtrack: I HATE when a soundtrack is substituted
for acting and emotions. The songs used in this film hammered us with
how the characters and 'we' were supposed to feel at the end of each
episode.
Opening Titles: Cutesy
Theater Audience: Fairly crowded with 20 and 30 something's
- male and female.
Sappy Factor: 7
Squirm Scale: I squirmed only from embarrassment at
this bad film.
Predictability Level: New Category - Scored as a high,
medium, low or surprised level. This one rated high on the seen it before
scale.
Oscar Worthy: Ha!
Nit Picking: It was filmed in a very amateurish way.
I had feelings of claustrophobia for most of the film. They used very
annoying close-ups most of the time.
Big Screen or Rental: Neither.
Length: 110 minutes (seemed longer).
LOBO HOWLS: 2
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