‘Bridget Jones, wanton sex goddess, with a very bad man between her thighs…’
Double-Oscar-winner Renée Zellweger did her very best British accent for this adaptation of Helen Fielding’s newspaper-column-turned-bestselling-book about a loveable but perpetually single thirty-something living in London. It features Hugh Grant as a slimy love rat and Colin Firth as an uptight lawyer, and the script was co-written by Richard Curtis, so it obviously checks all the oh-so-English romantic comedy tropes, from incongruous shots of London to an outlandish garden party (tarts and vicars, fyi). But it’s Zellweger who drives this vehicle, bringing more charm and verve to the film than both those Brit romcom royalties. Long may she reign (although not for the sequels…).