There is no way I will ever see a Bridget Jones movie.
Ever.
I've said that for years. Why would a guy on his 30s ever want to see a Bridget Jones movie?
This week, I found a very compelling reason: my boss said I had to.
Bridget Jones's Baby is the third in a series of movies about her life. It picks up with Bridget celebrating her 43rd birthday, single and frustrated. Soon, she becomes pregnant, but doesn't know if the father is her old flame, played by Colin Firth, or a "McDreamy" newcomer, played by Patrick Dempsey.
What follows is hilarious, depressing, empowering and surprising. I noticed a lot of myself in Bridget Jones, just without the baby or the men fighting for me. Maybe, it's just the near 40-year-old spinster in me who liked the movie. But whatever it is, call me converted.
I give "Bridget Jones's Baby" -- 3 Blaines and one Erica.
