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Friday, February 29, 2008

Bridget Jones's Diary...Review...DNF

About the book:
Bridget Jones's Diary is the devastatingly self-aware, laugh-out-loud account of a year in the life of a thirty-something Singleton on a permanent doomed quest for self-improvement. Caught between the joys of Singleton fun, and the fear of dying alone and being found three weeks later half eaten by an Alsatian; tortured by Smug Married friends asking, "How's your love life?" with lascivious, yet patronizing leers, Bridget resolves to: reduce the circumference of each thigh by 1.5 inches, visit the gym three times a week not just to buy a sandwich, form a functional relationship with a responsible adult and learn to program the VCR. With a blend of flighty charm, existential gloom, and endearing self-deprecation, Bridget Jones's Diary has touched a raw nerve with millions of readers the world round. Read it and laugh--before you cry, "Bridget Jones is me!"

I haven't seen the movie. But, it was so popular that I thought the book would be good.

Wrong. I hated it. I think I'm just too old and too happily married to enjoy a whiny, albeit somewhat funny, vulgar, lonely heroine. If she can even be called that. Given the film's R-rating, I shouldn't have been surprised by the book's foul language and sexual exploits. But, I was. I found nothing to relate to, which is something that I have learned that I need, in order to enjoy most books.

I couldn't even enjoy it as simple, light-hearted chick-lit. Don't bother.

Thanks to my library for having a copy I could borrow.

Read 2/08

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1/5 Stars


  1. That's too bad. I just checked it out from the library. I won't waste my time.

  2. If you like a heroine who is an angry, single, slutty, vulgar tart, then read away! Like I said in my review, I think I'm too old and too happily married to enjoy it. But, even if I was still single, I don't think I would have enjoyed it. The vulgarity was off-putting and the older I get, I realize that books with predominantly about s*x just aren't books I want to read. I didn't see the movie because it's R and that should have clued me in to what the book could be about.

    I didn't even finish it.