Even though Bridget Jones fans are used to zany plot developments, few could have anticipated the twist in the new installment of her film series: Miraculously, “Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy” reconnects with the deft balance of bubbliness, high jinks and emotion that was the hallmark of the movie that started it all in 2001, “Bridget Jones’s Diary.”
That is a surprise, indeed, because of the first two sequels’ diminishing returns. The previous entry in the franchise, “Bridget Jones’s Baby,” may have ended with our heroine (Renée Zellweger) as the beaming new bride of her soul mate, Mark Darcy (Colin Firth), but the franchise itself was in dire straits. Labored and unfunny, that film, from 2016, sounded like a cinematic death rattle rather than peals of joyous wedding bells.
Michael Morris’s “Mad About the Boy” opens with Bridget a widow of four years — happiness is always fleeting, a bittersweet undercurrent that anchors those generally buoyant movies.
She is as messy and disheveled as ever, the kind of mom who sets pasta on fire and lets her young children (Mila Jankovic and Casper Knopf) run the house. Fortunately, she still has the same supporting friends (James Callis, Shirley Henderson and Sally Phillips). She also continues to hang out with the suave playboy Daniel Cleaver, portrayed, as always, by Hugh Grant — how the Bridget Jones movies have, over the years, handled this now unpalatable type qualifies as magic of the highest order. And blessedly, Emma Thompson pops back as Bridget’s gynecologist, pronouncing “syphilis” in a way that deserves to start a thousand TikTok memes.
Still, it’s time for Bridget to move on and make the most of her 50s. In short order, she falls into the toned arms of the 29-year-old Roxster McDuff (Leo Woodall, “The White Lotus”), who rescues her from an ill-fated attempt to climb a tree — one of many instances of slapstick in the movie, a wise decision considering Zellweger’s expert physical comedy.
As usual for the series, another man hovers on the periphery. Where Roxster is described as a “tree Adonis,” the science teacher Mr. Wallaker is called a “whistle-obsessed fascist.” This is a suspense-free recycling of the old Mark-Daniel antagonism, but nobody will complain, especially since Mr. Wallaker is played by a Chiwetel Ejiofor so effortlessly charming, you wonder why it took so long for him to land a lead in a rom-com.
“Mad About the Boy” is fairly fleet-footed when dealing with another franchise perennial: Bridget’s — and by extension, fairly or not, Zellweger’s — relationship with her body. This manifests most visibly in a lip-serum injection gone awry, but somehow the film sticks the landing after what could have been an uncomfortable pirouette.
Almost a quarter of a century in, the Bridget Jones movies are coalescing into an evocative portrayal of a character coming to terms with both her imperfections and her strengths in real time, a bit like François Truffaut’s Antoine Doinel series, which followed that character from teenage truant in “The 400 Blows” (1959) to newly divorced man in “Love on the Run” (1979). I’m now looking forward to seeing Bridget as a madcap grandmother.
Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy
Rated R for saucy language and fulfilling sex. Running time: 2 hours 4 minutes. Watch on Peacock.
If you’re a fan of the Bridget Jones series, get ready for a wild ride because the beloved screwball heroine is back in “Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy.” This latest installment in the Bridget Jones saga picks up with our favorite singleton in her 50s, navigating the ups and downs of life, love, and motherhood.
Renée Zellweger reprises her role as Bridget Jones, bringing her signature charm and wit to the character once again. This time around, Bridget is a mother to two young children and struggling to balance her career as a screenwriter with her responsibilities at home. As always, chaos ensues as Bridget finds herself in a series of hilarious and heartwarming misadventures.
What sets “Mad About the Boy” apart from its predecessors is its exploration of more mature themes, such as loss, grief, and starting over. While the film still delivers plenty of laughs, it also tugs at the heartstrings as Bridget grapples with the challenges of middle age.
Overall, “Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy” is a delightful and heartwarming addition to the Bridget Jones franchise. Fans of the series will not be disappointed, and newcomers will find plenty to love in this charming and relatable tale of love, laughter, and second chances. Don’t miss out on the chance to catch up with Bridget Jones and see what new adventures await her in this latest chapter of her story.
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