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The whole appeal of Helen Fielding's novels have been based on my absolute love for anything Jane Austen, and considering that Mr Darcy is "my guy", Pride and Prejudice retellings or modern remakes have always had a special place in my heart.
Granted, I enjoy the movie more so than the book, but at least I can still picture Colin Firth as Mark Darcy. That's not to say that the book isn't great - it is infinitely times greater than any other piece of chick lit out there, and that's the appeal of Bridget.
Bridget is someone I can turn to when I'm feeling down with my life. When sit down and assess how things are going and I realise:
So I turn to books and movies with HEA that make me swoon to try and feel good about myself. Bridget is always, always, that feel good moment. Whether it's in book or movie form.
In saying that, I will never pick up Bridget Jones: Mad About The Boy.
The great attraction of this novel, of course, is one Mr. Mark Darcy.
It's a fact. We love Bridget because she's normal, her bum is the same size as ours, and she's having a midlife crisis. Heck, I'm turning 24 and I'm having a midlife crisis. We women relate to Bridget.
Why? Because if Bridget can snag a Mark Darcy, then we all can. Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark Darcy. He's the love of our lives, the man of our dreams and we all gave a big collective sigh when he and Bridget got together.
Then recently, I found out something completely shocking.
Mark Darcy - *cries* - as in Mark Darcy, Christmas jumper wearing, barrister hottieness Mark Darcy - is dead. As in killed off. How, I don't know. Frankly, I don't give flying fancy how or why. He's dead.
Killing off Mark Darcy is like...letting Voldemort live. Like Darth Vader taking over the world (did he take over? IDK, I don't watch Star Wars). Like Vanessa the Sea Witch winning and Ariel being turned into sea plankton. Like any literary hero and heroine never coming together in their HEA. Like Cathy and Heathcliff actually talking to each other.
IT'S JUST NOT DONE.
Quite frankly, I'm upset. And I won't read this book, despite having eagerly anticipating it since I found out at BEA that she had written another book.
I get that Bridget's life is changing. That she's growing older, having babies by the dozen. I would be too if I was with Mark Darcy. But killing him? Making him cease to exist?
Well, she might as well have ended up with Daniel Cleaver right from the start. And considering he's Godfather to his children, I wonder what Mark Darcy would think of that, but I have a feeling their first meeting in heaven would be something like this:
It's pointless. To me, it seems as if Fielding's personal life has over taken what could have been a fantastic novel. Her thoughts and ideas about marriages and failures in life overshadow a perfectly HEA that didn't need ruining.
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