Bridget Jones's Diary

Glory hallelujah I am finished with this "journal." I did, in fact, read it because it was supposedly a journal and I have been researching and reading on first-person narration and epistolary storytelling. As far as journals go, I found this one highly unrealistic, as it was a spasmodic narration, highlighting the interesting parts, rather than a means of putting down thoughts. Bridget Jones certainly did not seem to have interesting thoughts occurring apart from other life highlights. It was also rather predictable as far as plot goes. Who should the chaotic narrator end up with but the cool, calm, collected, intelligent, wealthy, and handsome Darcy. As if his name wasn't giveaway enough. (I found myself constantly miffed as well throughout this masochistic ordeal by the connections drawn between this book and the classic Austen work, Pride and Prejudice. I certainly could not make any connection between Bridget and Elizabeth Bennett, with Elizabeth being much more confident and intelligent. Elizabeth definitely was deserving of Mr. Darcy. Bridget not so much in my opinion.) I've learned my lesson, though. I find I do not enjoy romantic comedy "literature" any more than the cinematic equivalent. If you like romantic comedies and insecure crude protagonists, though, this may be just the thing for you.

Bridget Jones’s Diary is the year in the life of a thirty-something single working woman living in London. While she writes about her career, problems, family, friends, and a quest for a romantic relationship she is also on a quest for self improvement. To quit smoking, cut down on drinking, lose weight and develop Inner poise, this novel is a comical look at the modern woman.

First of all, I think of this book as a pseudo feminist novel; while there are plenty of elements in the novel that could be considered a critique of feminism; this is more satire than anything else. Bridget wants to be that kind of woman but she never gets there, she tries to come across as a strong independent working woman who does what she wants when she wants, but when it all comes down to it, what she wants is a man. Interesting enough the strongest feminist is the mother who has legitimate feminist ideals, but not portrayed in a very positive light.

There is this idea that Bridget Jones’s Diary is based on Pride and Prejudice but I have some issues with this and I will try to explore some of my basic thoughts on this. Firstly Bridget is not Elizabeth Bennett; she would like to be, but in the book her personality would be more like Lydia. Her goal is to become more like Lizzie but her relationship with Daniel Cleaver (possible the Wickham of the story) shows us that she is living a life of self gratification. If we are going to compare characters to those in Pride and Prejudice, then Bridget’s mother might start off as a Mrs Bennett but in the end turns into a Lydia as well. Mark Darcy is obviously Mr Darcy and probably the only character that closely resembles the original character. There is also the desire to find a husband (or mate) due to the pressures put on them by their mothers as well as the perception of running out of time. In Lizzie’s case, she was at the age where she needs to seriously consider getting married as it was expected of her and in Bridget’s case it was more to do with her biological clock.

Here is how I think the comparison was made; in the novel Bridget was obsessed with the BBC TV adaptation of Pride and Prejudice, she considered Lizzie and Darcy the idea of the a great romance and wanted to find her own Mr Darcy. She loves the lake scene with Colin Firth in the wet white shirt (not in the book), so when it come to moment where Bridget realises who’s the right man for her, the book tries to replicate the scene with the description of Mark Darcy coming in dirty and sweaty and her attraction to him at that moment. Obviously since the movie had Colin Firth playing Mark Darcy, they were able to replicate this scene a lot better and this is why the ending was changed.

I don’t know much about Chick Lit so it is hard to talk about the writing and how it compares to other books in this genre but I have some thoughts I want to explore. First of all, this novel is almost like a soliloquy; obviously being a diary she is expecting no one else to read her thoughts, so she can express feelings that she would never consider sharing with others. The diary takes the reader through the year with her, as it happens, not with the wisdom of hindsight or any wisdom at all. The only problem is that it blurs the line between a first person narrative and third; there are parts of the book where it would be obscure to think Bridget was writing down everything happening, minute by minute as it was happening. This is to help add to the comedy of the book but to me it added to the absurdity.

Lastly I want to talk about Bridget Jones; the modern woman, obsessed with romance but still wanting to appear as a strong independent woman. She starts the diary in an effort try to improve herself but it also suggests that she is self-absorbed. What really got me was her negative body image; each day she weighed herself and throughout the course of the entire book the most she ever weighed was 9.6 stone (just over 60kg or 132 pounds) and she considers herself overweight by that? I know she compares herself to people on TV but it’s just ridiculous. Also with the amount of calories, cigarettes and alcohol she drinks, I’m surprised she is so under weight and that is where the satire started to frustrate me.

Overall, I was entertained by this book; as a novel it did have its issues and is riddled with chick lit clichés. As a satirical novel, it worked on some levels but most of the time it had to rely on the chick lit elements to help push it through. I didn’t remember much about the movie, except for the fountain scene and Renée Zellweger putting on weight for the role. Which when comparing it to the book doesn’t make sense but on a personal level, I think it was an improvement; she looked fantastic. Overall the book was quirky but the real surprise for me was the wit and irony used throughout the novel; enough to entertain me.

this review originally appeared on my blog; literary-exploration.com/2013/04/25/book-review-bridget-joness-diary/

Auch wenn das Buch durchgehend angenehm zu lesen ist und durchaus Spaß bereitet, ist nicht vollkommen zu verstehen, warum es ein derartiger Erfolg war. Der Erzählstil ist eher fein ironisch als brüllend komisch, was ja (a) auch nichts Schlechtes sein muss und (b) bei einem britischen Roman zu erwarten war.

Im Lauf der Geschichte macht Jones' neurotische Art aber mehr und mehr nervös, und man wünscht sich zunehmend, sie würde sich doch endlich mal zusammenreißen. Ihre merkwürdigen Freunde können da nicht viel helfen, zumal sich zunehmend der Eindruck aufdrängt, so weit her wäre es mit der Freundschaft doch nicht. Schön, das eine oder andere misslungene Abendessen retten sie ganz charmant, aber wenn es ans Eingemachte geht, verstecken sie sich, verhalten sich abweisend oder lassen Jones einfach links liegen. Das verhindert beim Leser immer wieder, sich auf ihr Leben einzulassen, denn wer solche Freunde hat, den muss man schon ein bisschen bemitleiden.

Genauso ist es auch mit der Mutter, deren Kapriolen anfangs noch recht lustig sind, später aber eher den Eindruck einer gefühlskalten Machtperson erwecken, der die Schäden, die sie mit ihrer Erziehung angerichtet hat, in ihrer Selbstsucht kaum klar sind. Wenn man erst einmal in dieser Richtung darüber nachgedacht hat, ist die Figur nicht mehr komisch, sondern geradezu abstoßend.

So pendelt das Buch zwischen Heiterkeit und Psychodrama hin und her, ist mit einer Protagonistin geschlagen, die nun wirklich gar nicht weiß, was sie will, und kann sich nur über die ganze Strecke retten, indem es immer wieder mit neuen grotesken Blicken auf den Büro- und Beziehungsalltag aufwartet. Als Film funktioniert das bestimmt vortrefflich (um das mit Sicherheit zu sagen, müsste ich ihn erst sehen), in der schriftlichen Form ist das Tempo einfach einen Gang zu niedrig, um vollends überzeugen zu können.