Yes, I know.
And yes, I have been living under a rock. Thank you, Netflix.
In my defense, I wasn’t the chick flick type when this movie came out and sitting here in desperate need of background noise it seemed like a good pick, something I didn’t need to give my full and undivided attention.
Anyway, I read the description before pressing play and one thing stood out.. “A glimpse into the female mind”.
Okay so I pressed play and chuckled a few times, relating to a few scenes and straight up rooted for Mr. Darcy (I mean… COME ON!). Then watched the sequel (thank you Netflix for finally getting with the program) and even though I really enjoyed the movies, something in the back of my mind kept nagging me.
I realized I kept going back to ‘A glimpse into the female mind’. And it hit me. Their ‘glimpse’ was the complicate love triangle, not how she learned from mistakes and grew as a person but how she decided which man to ultimately end up with.
And then Bridget Jones’s Diary 2 was just a tad worse. It focused on her jealousies and insecurities for comedic effect… affect? I also get those confused, sorry.
So while entertaining it will forever irk me. And I know this isn’t the first time someone has said this (at least I don’t think it is) but having finally caught up and watching it, I had to give my two cents.