I recently got my mother's eReader working again - Google is miraculous and I willingly embrace our Google overlords - so what this means is that I now have unlimited books at my disposal. Okay, a limit of ~500 books. What this means is that I've definitely binge-read Bridget Jones's Diary up until the early hours of the morning, taking me back to my high school days where I'd feel so proud of myself because the librarian would congratulate me on finishing a book in a night.
Bridget Jones is one of my favourite movies. I don't like a lot of romcoms (or "romedies", as Valen calls them), but there's something about Bridget Jones that feels a little more genuine and legitimately hilarious. Or maybe that's the Colin Firth effect - he plays socially constipated but deeply feeling very well. Apparently Bridget Jones is loosely based on Pride and Prejudice, but that book bored me to death because I am an uncultured swine who cannot appreciate "the classics". I think this is also one of the instances in which the movie is better than the book. The book's still hilarious, but when you've watched Bridget Jones' as many times as I have, there are certain crucial moments ingrained in your head. This may or may not include the cat fight between Colin Firth and Hugh Grant.
I'm not even going to mention the 3rd book.
