Following on from my review of Bridget Jones 2 a new correspondent—not our friend from Switzerland—has just emailed me the following message, entitled “Sincere apology”:
I should never have doubted you.
I thought you just a tirading loon, venting an unfulfilled spleen.
But you were right.
BG2 is truly awful.
Can you forgive me?
You were right first time, C: I am, in fact, a tirading loon, but you are hereby forgiven. And, as I discovered the hard way, it’s “BJ2”—or perhaps you’re being ironic; it gets confusing around here at times.
Rom-con without the com. And the rom’s pretty boring. Doris Day
was in better films than this forty years ago.
Doris was a more progressive female role model too.