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This review is from: Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy (Bridget Jones series Book 3) (Kindle Edition)
This is one of those books that should never have been written.
It must be very tempting for an author to return to something so successful - and so lucrative. Everyone loved Bridget, and carrying on with her story just about worked in The Edge of Reason (which was basically the first book all over again).
But this is a disaster. The main reason Bridget was so popular was that her world was so recognisable. We laughed at her, but we also identified with all those crises in her love life and at work. But now Mark has died (big mistake, surely?) leaving her so well-heeled that she can live in Chalk Farm and employ a full-time nanny without having to get a real job, this has become rather difficult. While scatty thirtysomething Bridget was adorable, self-obsessed fiftysomething Bridget is plain annoying.
And it's really not believable, is it? A thirty year old toy boy who loves you for yourself - really? Those children - too, too thweet (and surely much too young?) And by the time she gets round to creating a second Mark Darcy in the shape of a sexy teacher with a past - who's got enough cash for them to live together in "a messy old house near Hampstead Heath" - she's lost all touch with reality. It's lazy, and so lame - rather like all that tweeting.
I can't think of many successful sequels which lift the curtain after a fairytale ending - it's never worked with Lizzie Bennet and Mr Darcy - but this is surely one of the worst. It makes Jilly Cooper look like Shakespeare.
I'm crossing my fingers that this blatant attempt to squeeze out another film and make the author pots of cash turns out to be an Epic Fail.