Mixed feelings

Rating: 5/10 (26 August 2001)

I found this movie to be good, heartwarming and funny. I couldn't stop laughing at Bridget's misadventures, or feeling bad about her problems in life.
But realistic? No.
Here we have an incult, compulsive, alcoholic, chain smoker, whom, we are supposed to believe, gets the affection of the most decent, intelligent, witty and educated guy on the whole movie. That is a little bit too much to believe; I can understand the physical attraction part, but no sane man with such qualifications would dare to get romantically involved with a ticking time bomb of a woman. She was a great couple to Hugh Grant's character: both were basically airheads, only caring about love and sex in the most basic of ways. In fact, being harsh to Bridget's character, even Hugh would have been bored by Bridget's... hmmm... stupidity.
Maybe that was too harsh, but I tried to find something, anything of value to Bridget's character. The only thing I found was her desire to find true love. The rest was shockingly bad: she was mediocre, full of vices, dumb, incoherent at times, fat, etc.
I think I am looking too much into the movie. Maybe the whole thing was an exaggeration on loneliness and the failure of a human to find a partner in this time and age. If so, then this film is simply superb. If it is meant as an accurate depiction, then I don't think it's as good.
Last, but not least, the minute I saw Renee, I was shocked. Was she the same woman that appeared as a sex symbol in "Me, Myself and Irene"? She looks *terrible*. I wonder if she gained weight in order to appear in this movie (I don't think any woman alive would do that), or if she got the part because of her figure. Terrible.