What a wonderful book. Found myself again laughing from Bridget so hard I couldn't breathe. This book really lightened up my days when I needed. So sad I finished it so fast.
Bridget was so charming and endearing in the first book. In this (highly unnecessary) sequel Bridget is, quite simply, dumb AF!!! That was my biggest problem with the book. I couldn't get past how much of an Idiot (with a capital I) Bridget is. Especially when you consider that she's in her 30s. Just, gaaah!!
1) What was up with all the self help books? Is it that the book was published when they were all the rage? (Don't have enough fucks to Google). Even if that is the case, why would the author want to portray a trio of 30 something year old women who live their (dating) lives solely on what they read in the shitload of self help books they possess? Like, why didn't Bridget just bloody call Mark Darcy seeing as she badly wanted to clarify things. It was just sooo stupid. I find intelligence really sexy. So a trio of women having dumb ass conversation after dumb ass conversation just did. not. work. for. me.
2) The Colin Firth interview. How Bridget is employed is beyond me. Dumb AF!!
3) How the hell did she not know she's supposed to register to vote??!!! Again, dumb AF!!
Everything about Bridget in this book was appalling for a woman in her 30s.
Not quite as good as the original, nonetheless, spending more time with Bridget and her friends as they count alcohol units and worry about what underpants to wear on a date is a pleasant diversion.
This is certainly an entertaining read that comes with a few cringe-worthy downsides. I got the book from my local library which is why I probably don't mind some of its flaws and will continue to read the series.
I love the fact that Colin Firth stars in the movies while Bridget swoons over him in the books. The character of Bridget seems to be the strength as well as the weakness of the novel. While I like her attitude sometimes and she is an easy-to-relate-to character (hello procrastination), other times she's plain annoying. It's also a bit scary to see how much some aspects of the genre changed since the turn of the millennium while other themes sadly stayed the same. I like to believe that the series wouldn't be that popular if it had been published recently.
Nevertheless, looking forward to the next book. Never giving up the hope that it'll surprise me.
Перша частина мені була смішнішою. У цій хоч і були смішні моменти, але я більше задумувалася над тим, як же можна бути такою наївною, чи як можна напитися, щось зробити, а потім геть нічого не пам‘ятати...Якось це... хммм, навіть не знаю. Коротше, щось мені не дає поставити більшу оцінку. Але мені сподобалося зокрема про Singletondom, if you know what I mean
Cripplingly millennial. I’m sure that 30-40 year old white women eat this shit up, and objectively I can draw parallels between Bridget’s actions/emotions and my own realities, but the way with which she describes/goes about things is exhausting. I’m exhausted just reading this book. If I knew a Bridget IRL I would be saying “I want her to be happy and healthy but can she be happy and healthy several hundred kilometres away from me.”
Conclusion: I can handle tragedy but I can’t handle second hand embarrassment.
I liked this sequel, although not as much as the first book, but there were only a few minor things I disliked.
I had to smile about the instances where Bridget and her friends fancying and watching Colin Firth in his films, I thought it was a great tie in with the movie.
Bridget's mum is doing my head in, but I don't think she'll change anytime soon though
Bridžita, Bridžita... Nuotaikingas, kartais veikiantis depresuojančiai o kartais neįtikėtinas jos gyvenimas. Pripažinkime, juk kiekviena savyje turime savo Bridžę, kuri prisižada visko, prisigalvoja, netaip interpretuoja, laikosi dietų bei jaudinasi dėl svorio, būnam feministės, bet norime ir tobulų vyrų. Koncentruotas gyvenimo marazmas ir laiminga pabaiga :D