Not disappointed, yet not impressed

Rating: Null/10 (29 April 2001)

I took a chance and plopped down my eight bucks and can say that although I didn't run screaming to the manager for my money back, as I was tempted to do with the last Working Title film "Notting Hill", I definitely felt I could have waited for this to come out on video. Hugh Grant turned out to be an excellent choice for the role of Daniel Cleaver, who makes misogyny almost an endearing quality. Colin Firth actually made my knees a little weak, and I expect after this role he shall enter the "League of Overpaid Leading Men" where his co-star Grant now resides. However, Renee Zellweger only turned My Ideal of Bridget into a nightmare. Her accent was impressively good, but I was put off by her weight. Nowhere in the book is it stated that Bridget is actually overweight. She yo-yo's between 119-130 lbs. and unless she was 5'0" tall, that is nowhere near overweight. The fact that in the book when she reaches her lowest weight people tell her she looks sick and she looked better before should have been a clue. I think my sistership with Bridget solely relied upon the self-obsession that all women, whether they admit it or not, possess. And the law that this self-obsession will inevitably cause you to make a horse's ass out of yourself. I am not denying that this movie was entertaining, I was just looking forward to more of the self-loathing and naivete that made me love Bridget so much.