With some movies, you know what you’re going to get even before you see the preview. “Bridget Jones’s Baby” is one of those movies.
Renee Zellweger is back as the charmingly awkward Bridget. Colin Firth reprises his role as the same thoroughly stiff Mr. Darcy that he’s been playing since he starred in the 1995 BBC miniseries “Pride and Prejudice.” Taking the place of Hugh Grant’s lovable rapscallion of a character, Daniel Cleaver, is Patrick Dempsey as the somewhat-less-rapscalliony Jack Qwant.
A love triangle ensues where Bridget can’t decide between the exciting, passionate Jack or the duller, socially inept Mark Darcy. And, as the title suggests, there’s a baby involved, or there is by the end at any rate.
If you’re a fan of the original and don’t mind that the same old schtick feels a little tired the third time around, there’s plenty to enjoy in “Bridget Jones’s Baby.” All three leads are delightful, and there are still a fair few funny moments scattered throughout the film.
If you’re looking for a reason to hate it, though, you’re also in luck.
The film has unabashed hatred of millennials who appear only as hostile stereotypes bent on ruining everything good. It’s probably meant to be funny.
There’s also a smattering of jokes that rely on things like mocking non-English names and that oh-so-endearing way that Bridget can’t tell one Asian man from another.
The movie is stridently retrogressive when it comes to the idea of women’s rights. As Bridget’s paramour, Darcy is distracted by a his work as a defense lawyer for a female punk band, an unflattering mishmash of the Russian band Pussy Riot and the Ukranian activist group Femen. Darcy offers a spirited defense of the women, but finds himself unable to refrain from detailing on the record just how talentless and irritating he thinks they are.
The real icing on the cake, though, is that after Bridget’s water breaks, her way to the hospital is coincidentally blocked by a women’s rights march. That’s right, the only thing standing between Bridget abandoning her career for a husband and a baby is a march for women’s rights.
When Bridget’s mother hears of this is, she can only remark, “Don’t women have enough rights?”