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The great thing about this book is that it completely preserved the tone, voice, characterizations, and humor of the first Bridget Jones book. It is easy to read but not dumbed-down. In fact, the nearly telegraphic style makes the reader work just a bit harder than she is used to, in order to divine the meaning. So that's all good. Why, then, have I given this sequel only three stars, where the first book received five?
There were three things that led me to this decision... and at one point, I was even hovering at two stars, but there was some redemption toward the end.
First, I felt myself not liking Bridget much in certain parts. In the first book, although obviously flawed, she was still very likable, and even easy to identify with. I think that is in fact the main reason for the success of this series, that Bridget's personality and experiences strike a chord with an entire generation of women who see themselves in her. Well, when Bridget started dumping on Mark, just to please her girlfriends, and being inexcusably stupid, neglectful, and incompetent at work, she lost completely any sympathy she had with me. Bridget is at her best when being mortified at her mother bringing home a Kikuyu from her African safari, or suffering when she sees her boyfriend being fawned over by a gorgeous, rich, thin rival. Even when she pitches off-the-wall, slightly embarrassing or shallow ideas for Sit Up Britain, and things don't quite pan out the way she expected. But when she has a big interview with Colin Firth and acts like a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl (if that), and then doesn't even bother to write the article afterward, her unlucky bumbling turns into flat-out incompetence that makes me wonder what redeeming qualities she could possibly have. And she doesn't have a clue where Germany is? Germany!
Okay. Moving on. The next peeve I had was that it felt like the author was stretching too far, coming up with outlandish plots, possibly in order to make it play better on the big screen. Getting caught for drug-smuggling in Thailand is just so far out of the scope of a normal thirty-something single girl's experience that it just didn't fit for me. And then the whole stalker thing with the builder? It felt so last-minute and stuck together.
The last thing I didn't much like was the fact that Bridget never saw Mark's message on the back of the poem (and why would he have written on the back of a poem anyway? Surely there was a blank piece of paper around). I mean, come on, she was in a prison for a week with no other reading material, and she took the poem out and re-read it several times. She would have noticed something on the back. This may seem like a minor detail, but it was actually a pretty big point for drawing out the uncertainty over their relationship right up to the end. There were a couple of other things, too, like the fact that there was a gaping hole in the wall of Bridget's house for months, and no one said anything... and she didn't need to get a building permit for the addition, either. I just felt like there was too much suspension of disbelief necessary, that things could never have happened like that in the real world. That might not be a huge drawback for some books, but Bridget Jones' success banks on the reader being able to place themselves in Bridget's place, and for these things to actually happen to them (or someone they know, or someone who at least lives on the same planet).
Now, what is the redeeming quality that brought this back up from 2 stars? It's the fact that Bridget does actually seem to learn something. She actually does make some major changes in her life (throwing out all of her self-help books, quitting her job), and sees that she was wrong to treat Mark the way she did. She gains insight into her character and acts on that. I was also very touched by the mother-daughter scene near the end, where Bridget's mother actually seems to come down to Earth for a few minutes and gives some very good, profound advice.
So, in the end, I did like this book, and I can admire the author's skill in writing and creating a worthwhile piece of entertainment.
There were three things that led me to this decision... and at one point, I was even hovering at two stars, but there was some redemption toward the end.
First, I felt myself not liking Bridget much in certain parts. In the first book, although obviously flawed, she was still very likable, and even easy to identify with. I think that is in fact the main reason for the success of this series, that Bridget's personality and experiences strike a chord with an entire generation of women who see themselves in her. Well, when Bridget started dumping on Mark, just to please her girlfriends, and being inexcusably stupid, neglectful, and incompetent at work, she lost completely any sympathy she had with me. Bridget is at her best when being mortified at her mother bringing home a Kikuyu from her African safari, or suffering when she sees her boyfriend being fawned over by a gorgeous, rich, thin rival. Even when she pitches off-the-wall, slightly embarrassing or shallow ideas for Sit Up Britain, and things don't quite pan out the way she expected. But when she has a big interview with Colin Firth and acts like a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl (if that), and then doesn't even bother to write the article afterward, her unlucky bumbling turns into flat-out incompetence that makes me wonder what redeeming qualities she could possibly have. And she doesn't have a clue where Germany is? Germany!
Okay. Moving on. The next peeve I had was that it felt like the author was stretching too far, coming up with outlandish plots, possibly in order to make it play better on the big screen. Getting caught for drug-smuggling in Thailand is just so far out of the scope of a normal thirty-something single girl's experience that it just didn't fit for me. And then the whole stalker thing with the builder? It felt so last-minute and stuck together.
The last thing I didn't much like was the fact that Bridget never saw Mark's message on the back of the poem (and why would he have written on the back of a poem anyway? Surely there was a blank piece of paper around). I mean, come on, she was in a prison for a week with no other reading material, and she took the poem out and re-read it several times. She would have noticed something on the back. This may seem like a minor detail, but it was actually a pretty big point for drawing out the uncertainty over their relationship right up to the end. There were a couple of other things, too, like the fact that there was a gaping hole in the wall of Bridget's house for months, and no one said anything... and she didn't need to get a building permit for the addition, either. I just felt like there was too much suspension of disbelief necessary, that things could never have happened like that in the real world. That might not be a huge drawback for some books, but Bridget Jones' success banks on the reader being able to place themselves in Bridget's place, and for these things to actually happen to them (or someone they know, or someone who at least lives on the same planet).
Now, what is the redeeming quality that brought this back up from 2 stars? It's the fact that Bridget does actually seem to learn something. She actually does make some major changes in her life (throwing out all of her self-help books, quitting her job), and sees that she was wrong to treat Mark the way she did. She gains insight into her character and acts on that. I was also very touched by the mother-daughter scene near the end, where Bridget's mother actually seems to come down to Earth for a few minutes and gives some very good, profound advice.
So, in the end, I did like this book, and I can admire the author's skill in writing and creating a worthwhile piece of entertainment.