Showing posts with label helen fielding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label helen fielding. Show all posts

Saturday, 13 June 2015

Mad About the Boy by Helen Fielding




We've been texting for weeks. Surely it's rather like in Jane Austen's day when they did letter-writing for months and months and then just, like, immediately got married?'
'Bridget. Sleeping with a twenty-nine-year-old off Twitter on the second date is not "rather like Jane Austen's day".

wish I could unread this

So let's get this party started. This is the third book in the Bridget Jones series and this is by far the cannonball that smashed everything readers really liked: Mark freaking Darcy. As I noticed from reviews I'm not alone in this. 


Bridget is 50 and still clueless. But now this doesn't look cute at all because she has children now and should be responsible, at least in some way. And she's got a lover 20 years younger than her. And she met him on twitter. Is this a real life?


There were disgusting and face-palm moments, there were cute moments. And eventually she ended up with the right guy. All is fine etc. But why why why ON EARTH the author decided to kill Darcy? I mean wasn't he like the most interesting part in all this story? Or the most reasonable? I don't get it. To create a conflict? Or what? Jeez, 2 stars.

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

The Edge of Reason by Helen Fielding


The second part shows us no-more-single Bridget. Apparently, relationship are hard too, there’s little fairy tale to them. Trying to understand these mysterious creatures – men – Bridget gets herself into new and new adventures.
Firstly everything seems so fairy tale: Mark Darcy is actually in her bed, he’s not ideal more like a humble and simple, but still he’s hers man and she is lonely no more. But then suddenly her ex-friend Rebecca appears trying to steal Mark by all means. The situation becomes more difficult while Bridget’s reading psychological books and listening to her friends’ advice. Bridget thinks that Mark has dumped her for Rebecca while Mark think Bridget has dumped his because of all the nonsenses she read in those books and listened from her friends. And that is when all the madness begins.
Harry, the builder obsessed with fish and fishing, leaves Bridget with a huge hole in a wall that was made to enlarge her flat but everything remains the same about this. She’s trying to overcome her break-up with Mark by taking new and challenging work but failing it. All the personal issues in her friends’ lives, her mothers’ obsession with Africa and its culture, imprisoning in Thailand for caring drugs-not hers of course-all this is seems to be a rock bottom. But there is always a way to overcome any trouble and again Mr. Darcy helps her.
At the end of a book Bridget comes to the conclusion that men aren’t really different from women and are easily understood. All we have our fears, not very pleasant experiences, all we do stupid things and all we suffer from loneliness. It appears that we are not very different after all.

Interesting and easy book. The first one was better to me but still you can find a lot of exciting and edifying moments here. 

Rating 3/5