When I was in high school, I read Bridget Jones' Diary. I also loved the movie, but who wouldn't with the pleasure of admiring Colin Firth? After high school, I forgot about the book and let it live on my bookshelves for years. Then, on returning to Illinois and unpacking my books, I decided it was high time I re-read it, as I now have far more experience with breakups and hookups and waiting by the phone for texts and phonecalls than I did at age 15.
The thing about Bridget Jones' Diary is that, as is the case I'm sure for all women, when you read it you can't help but think, "Good God, I would totally do that" or "That is exactly what runs through my mind!" Particularly at this stage of the game, I can relate to the friends who willingly feast on junk food and alcohol with you, more than willingly bashing on whatever guy has driven you nearly off the deep end and offering up advice and guidance as needed. I think, more than anything, that's what made me smile the most, besides Bridget's own neurotic thought cycle, with which I can all too easily identify. The dynamic between Bridget, Shazzer, and Jude reminds me very much of my own relationship with co-best friends, Kim and Helen, with the married and rational Magda being a very fitting stand-in for Katie.
And of course, would positively love to have someone like Mark Darcy fall in love with my quirky and sometimes off center self. Especially since he is played by Colin Firth in the movie. As I often say, that man can wear the hell out of a sweater.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment