Bridget Jones: Loca por él

Renée Zellweger was just past 30 for the first Bridget Jones movie, now she will turn 56 later this year, 2025. Today is Valentines Day and it seemed fitting that my wife and I decided to watch this movie, released just yesterday, streaming on Peacock.

It has a very slow start, we both looked at each other after about one-half hour and said, "Are you enjoying this?" We weren't and both hoped it would soon get good. All the characters were annoying and inappropriate, even the kids. In one scene the little girl is running around the house and banging on a pot for the longest. In social gatherings all the lady friends are intrusive and most of the interactions are silly. Fortunately, by tolerating all that it did pick up during its second half.

As this story starts Bridget's husband died in an unfortunate accident four years earlier, leaving her with a young son and an even younger daughter. She was still trying to cope and had not been back to her job as a TV show producer. All her friends wanted to know when she would find a man. One even started her a dating ap.

Later, as the story winds down, good things start to happen for Bridget and the kids. The son is worried that he might forget his dad and his science teacher helps by reassuring him that his dad is everywhere, his energy is, because energy can neither be created or destroyed, it just changes its form.

I would watch the second half again, but NOT the first half, neither interesting nor entertaining. And I did just that, a few weeks later. I started at the middle and the second half is an excellent one-hour movie.

Later I got the DVD from my public library and re-watched the original Bridget Jones movie. The closing credits of this movie contains a number of still shots from that original.

Let me be brutally honest: I didn't have much hope for "Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy." I mainly didn't because I felt that "Bridget Jones's Baby" wrapped up the story fittingly. Sure, Daniel Cleaver was revealed to be alive, but I didn't want the happily ever after with Jones and Mr. Darcy to get ruined, especially considering that he's shown to be dead in this fourth installment. I should also mention I only saw the other three Bridget Jones movies a few months back without having read the books, and aside from "The Edge of Reason" leaving me disappointed, the romantic comedy fan in me wondered how it took this long for me to check them out. All three have immense charm and are anchored by an iconic central performance from Renée Zellweger. In theory, I should be excited, but the death of Darcy and the fact it was a Peacock exclusive made me nervous. After seeing it, I can't believe I'm saying this, but this is one of the best romcoms I've ever seen.

To begin with the positives, Zellweger remains the same lovable Bridget Jones we knew from her three prior outings. Now a mother, more the wiser but no less desirable, Jones is a sympathetic yet tragic figure who never ceases to entertain and compel.

The rest of the actors are generally incredible. Hugh Grant hasn't been in a romcom since 2014, so it's appropriate to see him in one of his most iconic roles in the form of Daniel Cleaver. He has his sex monster energy dialed down, but Cleaver's a lot more genuinely likable rather than lovably sloppy. In addition, Jones's two love interests - Chiwetel Ejiofor's Mr. Wallaker and Leo Woodall's Roxster - manage to be enchanting "forces," to quote Wallaker. Nico Parker's Chloe was pleasant, too. I like Chloe.

The comedic spark is never the duller. However, those expecting the same amount of humor as the other Bridget Jones films should prepare for disappointment. It is much more emotional than any of the other installments, managing to be heartwarming and heartbreaking at multiple intervals. A tissue box is almost a necessity when going to see this film.

I have to give props to Michael Morris's direction. I was hesitant to see what he would do since I'm used to the magic that director Sharon Maguire implemented into the first and third films, and I don't think Beeban Kidron meant to make "The Edge of Reason" as underwhelming and oddly cliched as it is. Thankfully, Morris takes the task much more earnestly than I expected. Numerous shots blew my mind and held emotional meaning.

Finally, Abi Morgan, Dan Mazer, and original author Helen Fielding's screenplay is the best in the entire series. The care they paid to the characters and the overall narrative can't be understated. There are no spoilers here, but this is Bridget Jones's final adventure, and they gave an even better ending to her story than what "Baby" gave to us nine years ago.

Overall, I'm blown away by how fantastic "Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy" was. It genuinely baffles me that Universal wouldn't put it in theaters. I know that "Captain America: Brave New World" and "Paddington in Peru" are in theaters the same weekend this is debuting on Peacock, but when watching it, it didn't feel like a streaming movie at all. I feel jealous of the other countries showing the film in their cinemas, as I would've gone to the theater. These films are consistent money-makers, and while "Baby" was the least-grossing domestically, it still made waves internationally. I strongly feel that because of its status as the final installment, it would have made bank.

There's nothing wrong with the film at a technical level, so by default, the technical score is a 10/10, but the acting, directing, screenplay, and Suzie Lavelle's cinematography help.

Now, for the enjoyment score. For a point of reference, I feel that "Bridget Jones's Diary" is a strong 8, "The Edge of Reason" is a sad 4, and "Baby" is a respectable 9. I never thought I'd say this, but "Mad About the Boy" is the best installment. It's the hardest to watch due to its emotional nature but said nature enhances this film's impact. Renée Zellweger and the supporting characters remain as delightful as ever, while the film's comedy is ever so pure, and they end the story right. For those reasons, it's a 10/10 enjoyment score. I'll always be a fan of romcoms, but this was on another level. Thinking about it, "The Edge of Reason" is the least important of the four movies. Given that fact, the perfect romantic comedy trilogy just concluded. Watch it on Peacock. It's more than worth it!

As a die-hard Bridget Jones fan, I went into this film expecting a fun, chaotic, and laugh-out-loud experience-because, let's be honest, that's what Bridget does best. Instead, I found myself watching something entirely different. And by different, I mean a film that forgot it was supposed to be a comedy.

Sure, there are jokes. But they're either painfully forced, overacted, or just... not funny. I chuckled maybe twice, three times max, throughout the entire movie. For a Bridget Jones film, that's borderline criminal. The humor, once effortlessly awkward and relatable, has been replaced by exaggerated, almost theatrical performances that feel more like a sitcom laugh track than genuine comedy. Even Bridget herself seems to be acting like Bridget, overplaying her signature quirks to the point where it feels unnatural.

The trailer had me excited for a hilarious take on modern dating, especially the disaster goldmine that is dating apps-people not looking like their photos, bizarre miscommunications, painfully awkward first dates... There was so much potential! And yet, instead of a variety of comedic misadventures, the film latches onto one and stretches it too much.

And here's the kicker-the trailer is misleading. This isn't really a rom-com. It's a film about grief, family, and life's emotional transitions. Which is fine... but it's not exactly what you expect from Bridget Jones. The sentimental moments feel heavy-handed, like the movie is trying too hard to be heartwarming rather than letting the humor flow naturally. And to top it off, you can predict the ending within the first 15 minutes. It doesn't help that some scenes feel oddly low-budget (which they definitely weren't), and the over-the-top acting only adds to the artificial vibe.

That being said, it's not all bad. There are some genuinely sweet moments about cherishing life's little joys, appreciating the magic in everyday moments. But let's be honest-when you buy a ticket for a Bridget Jones movie, you expect to laugh.

If this really is the final chapter, I can't help but feel disappointed. Bridget deserved better.

There was a time when Bridget Jones's Baby felt like the perfect send-off for our favorite clumsy, charming, and endlessly relatable heroine. So when Mad About the Boy was announced, there was a mix of excitement and hesitation. Did we really need another Bridget Jones movie? Was this going to undo the closure we had? But as soon as the film starts, you realize-there's still more to tell. And more importantly, there's still more to feel.

This final chapter of Bridget's journey is a bittersweet one. It deals with grief, loss, and moving forward in life even when it feels impossible. The film beautifully captures the struggle of giving yourself a second chance, of learning how to heal while still carrying love for the past. If you've followed Bridget since the very first film, you'll feel every bit of her emotions. She's still the Bridget we love, but she's more mature now, wiser, a little less clumsy, a little more self-assured. Life has shaped her, as it does to all of us. And that's what makes her story so heartbreakingly real-she's growing, changing, adapting, but at her core, she's still Bridget.

And honestly, this couldn't have worked without Renée Zellweger. There is no Bridget Jones without her. She slips back into the role like she never left, embodying every awkward entrance, every grand gesture, and even the tiniest mannerisms-the nervous smiles, the way she tilts her head when receiving bad news-it's all still so Bridget. Zellweger's performance is nothing short of stunning. She is Bridget Jones, and no other rom-com character can ever quite match what she brings to this franchise.

The film also introduces new love interests-Roxster (Leo Woodall) and Mr. Wallaker (Chiwetel Ejiofor). They bring fresh dynamics to Bridget's life, but they don't quite match the charm and chemistry that Mark Darcy or Daniel Cleaver once had. Roxster is fun but a little two-dimensional, existing more to push Bridget's journey forward rather than being a compelling character himself. Mr. Wallaker, on the other hand, is serious-maybe a little too serious. Unlike Mark Darcy, who had a dry wit that balanced Bridget's chaos, Wallaker feels a bit plain. It's hard to imagine him truly being the one for Bridget.

But Mad About the Boy isn't just about romance. It's about life. It's about parenting-the struggles of balancing kids, work, and personal happiness. It's about friendships-because Bridget wouldn't be Bridget without her loyal, slightly chaotic circle of friends. The film reminds us how much friends shape our lives, offering love, support, and, of course, comic relief. And speaking of comedy, the humor here is just right-not too over-the-top, not forced, just classic Bridget Jones wit.

That said, while the film gives us a solid and heartfelt ending to Bridget's story, the final scene feels a little... abrupt. It's good, but it's not as satisfying as it could have been. After everything Bridget has been through, she deserved a stronger, more definitive farewell.

Verdict Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy is like Avengers: Endgame for our aunts and moms. It's a long-lost reunion that feels earned, deserved, and deeply emotional. Best sequel since Bridget Jones's Baby, this is the perfect film to watch with a cup of hot chocolate, wrapped in a blanket, feeling all the feelings. Bridget Jones, thank you for everything.

The original Bridget Jones was a refreshing, likeable , classy and breezy comedy with an impeccable (accent) by Renee Zellweger, ably supported by Hugh Grant and Colin Firth. I have watched it many times over the years and certainty felt this should have remained a stand alone film. However, the money beckoned and I didn't bother with the previous two films and having heard it's light and fun we watched the fourth instalment.

It turns out to be a lame and lazy concoction rehash of the first film with posh North London types, a bland and soulless sub plot involving a biology student that goes nowhere, Bridget and her irritating kids stuck up a tree and a unfunny scene of a dog in a pond saved by aforementioned bland man. They even rehash scenes from the first film during the end credits.

Hugh Grant injects some humour and he is fast becoming an effective middle aged actor (the patchy Heretic, the villain in the sublime Paddington 2) .

Sadly Ms Zellwegers' face , like Nic Kidman, is such a distraction that it takes one out the film. Part of the beauty of the fist B. J was her naturalness in looks, now she looks strained and comical; even creepy.

Enough now Working Title!