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Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy Hardcover – Deckle Edge, October 15, 2013
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It’s been 15 years since readers first met the charmingly insecure Bridget Jones, and 13 since her last adventure in Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason (2000). Bridget is now 51, and, most readers will be chagrined to learn, a widow. She is also raising the two children she had with the now deceased Mark Darcy and gingerly wading back into the dating pool while working on a screenplay. When she joins Twitter, she obsesses about the number of Twitter followers she has the same way she used to agonize over her weight, which does remains a concern. Bridget begins a Twitter flirtation with a sexy guy named Roxster, who turns out to be only 29. Most of the novel is devoted to the ups and downs of their ensuing relationship. It is fun to revisit Bridget and all her neuroses, but the novel is at its best when Fielding focuses on the challenges Bridget faces as a single parent, including her love/hate relationship with one of her son’s teachers, rather than on the somewhat unrealistic May-December romance.HIGH-DEMAND BACKSTORY: The longed-for return of Bridget Jones is supported by a hefty print-run (250,000), a first serial in Vogue, and a major author tour. --Kristine Huntley
Praise for Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy
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“Mad About the Boy is not only sharp and humorous, despite its heroine’s aged circumstances, but also snappily written, observationally astute and at times genuinely moving. Fielding has somehow pulled off the neat trick of holding to her initial premise – single woman looks for romance – while allowing her heroine to grow up into someone funnier and more interesting that she was before. Who knew middle age could be so eventful? . . . Fielding beautifully conveys the constant seesaw of emotions a parent feels toward the young and demanding: one minute overwhelming love, the next minute overwhelming desire to lock oneself in the bathroom with a bottle of gin . . . We get some good long narration, but large chunks of the book come in diary form, introduced by select statistics of the day, hilariously expanded to reflect grown-up Bridget’s concerns…. Its big heart, incisive observations and zippy pace . . . make the prospect of middle age not so bad at all. It is possible I cried a little at the end, but then, as Bridget might say: am sucker for happy endings.”
—Sarah Lyall, The New York Times Book Review
“With Bridget Jones’s Diary, Helen Fielding created a new female archetype. Now she’s brought Bridget back to conquer the 21st century. (Rule No. 1: No texting while drunk) . . . Texting and Twitter play an outsize role in the new novel, which finds Bridget solo-parenting two young children and seeking romance after a decade under Mark Darcy’s chivalric guard . . . The diary form itself pays homage to Austen, lifting Fielding’s work above many pale imitations. Austen’s heroines aren’t writers, but Fielding’s is . . . Austen’s plots are marriage plots, and ultimately so are Bridget’s. But Fielding’s novels (like Austen’s, and like Sex and the City and Girls) also revolve around friendship—something at which Bridget excels. Nor is the character’s staying power an accident. Fielding . . . is still very much a writer. ”
–Radhika Jones, Time
“She's back! Our favorite hapless heroine returns after a decade-plus hiatus, juggling two kids, potential boyfriends, smug marrieds, rogue gadgets, and her nascent Twitter feed.”
“Fielding’s comic gifts—and, just as important, her almost anthropological ability to nose out all that is trendy and potentially crazy making about contemporary culture, from Twitter (“OMG, Lady Gaga has 33 million followers! Complete meltdown. Why am I even bothering? Twitter is giant popularity contest which I am doomed to be the worst at”) to online dating—are once again on shimmering exhibit. And Bridget, although now a fiftyish single mother who has to deal with putting her two young children, Billy and Mabel, to bed, along with treating their hair for nits, cleaning up vomit, and attending Sports Day school picnics, is still recognizably her ditzy but ultimately unfazable self . . . Bridget is so specific a character that it’s hard to believe that she’s been invented from whole cloth . . . [Has] the sort of narrative propulsion that is rare in autobiographically conceived fiction, not to mention an unsolipsistic worldview (for all of Bridget’s fussing over herself) that invites broad reader identification.”
—Daphne Merkin, Elle
“Bridget’s back! And as irrepressible as ever . . . Yes, Bridget has changed her dismal (Born-Again Virgin) status via the scary world of online dating, and she’s in turmoil. Repentant after masses of sex and drunken Twitter over-sharing, she comforts herself with grated mozzarella, her adorable, vomit-prone children and cockeyed attempts at self-improvement . . . sweet, clever and funny. Yay Bridget!”
—Helen Rogan, People
“Mark has been gone five years. Children have nits. Mother still difficult. Jude still tormenting Vile Richard. Daniel Cleaver is children’s godfather . . . Good fun, like gathering with friends.”
“Tender and comic.”
—The New Yorker
“Fielding manages to both move and delight the reader time after time . . . Hilarious.”
—New York Journal of Books
“Plenty has changed for everyone’s favorite London singleton since her v. funny diary first charmed the world in 1998. In Helen Fielding’s Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy, Bridget’s a widow with two kids, a Twitter account and a ‘toy boy’– but she’s still adorably clueless.”
“Three years before ‘Sex and the City’ staked its claim to the smart-sassy-single stereotype, Helen Fielding created Bridget Jones, a vessel for educated, urban thirtysomethings’ secret fears about cellulite and dying alone and the probable correlation between the two. Nearly 20 years later, in Fielding's latest, Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy, a 50-year-old Bridget is looking for love again . . . This time around, though, instead of dialing 1471 to see who's called while she was in the shower, she's refreshing her Twitter at-replies . . . Delightful . . . Bridget Jones was a character made for the Internet, from her confessional tone to her casual creation of memes.”
—Ann Friedman, Los Angeles Times
“Hearing Bridget dissect wardrobe choices (’a brand chillingly called Not Your Daughter's Jeans'), parenthood (’Why can't everyone just F---ING SHUT UP AND LET ME READ THE PAPERS'), and exercise (‘Usually love Zumba...stomping angrily like horses, transporting one into a world of Barcelona or possibly Basque-coast nightclubs, and fire-lit gypsy encampments of undetermined national extraction') feels like visiting with your funniest friend.”
—Jessica Shaw, Entertainment Weekly
“She’s back! And even though she’s a fifty-something single mom, she’s still the Bridget Jones we all fell in love with.”
—Jenna Bush Hager, Today
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However, as a Bridget Jones novel...it was not really what I'd hoped to read.
Bridget is back and has aged in real time. She's now 51, a widow and has two children. A friend of mine had accidentally spoiled the death of Mark Darcy by telling me about an interview she'd seen with Helen Fielding prior to the book's release. So, when I started, I was curious as to a) why Fielding had killed off Mark and b) how it would be handled.
Ok, question a) was pretty obvious- why Mark was dead. Well, Bridget needed to be single. She needed to be neurotic again. She needed to have disastrous encounters with mysterious men that could lead to romance.
As to how Mark's death was handled...well, there were moments when I felt horrible for Bridget. She was clearly lonely and trying to figure out how to get back into the world. I would have liked to have known what happened to Mark a little sooner in the book just to have got it out of the way. We start out with Bridget five years after Mark has died and then we spend a great portion of the time flashing back to a year earlier. It took me a while to adjust to that.
There were some parts of this flashback that were a bit too polished for the Bridget Jones we knew. Bridget's amazing weight loss while starting out amusing was just too...neat and tidy. She dropped 30+ pounds and goes from tubby to somewhat svelte in a couple of months. And then she proceeds to go back to her normal eating habits while still drinking copious amounts of alcohol and she doesn't gain more than a couple of pounds. I suppose it just seemed a little out of character for Bridget to have that type of discipline in the first place! Granted, she had help this time. I liked that she had a hiccup and started regaining weight but she ends up dropping it without barely a longing for a ham and cheese Panini. After she loses the weight, she seems to go back to her old eating habits- bags of grated cheese, ham and cheese Panini's and Big Macs...and gains only a pound or two. It just seemed a little too...unBridgetlike.
And then there are her friends- Shazzer has now moved to the U.S. and been replaced by someone named Talitha who really isn't terribly different from Shazzer- just older. Jude, who we'd last seen happy with Vile Richard, was now unhappily split from him and blasting through bad dates from online dating sites. Tom is very much the same Tom- that is to say, somewhat shallow, annoying but incredibly loyal to Bridget without actually being a very good friend.
In a way,this book seemed a little like Fielding's excuse to show she uses modern social practices. Bridget's Twitter obsession got rather old quite quickly. Her texting was ridiculous- I know Bridget has always been scatty and disorganized but to sit in a rather important meeting about her screenplay and blow it off by texting her nanny and boy-toy during the whole thing was just over-the-top cringe-worthiness.
And then there's the boy-toy. He's...nice. He's bland...we are supposed to think he's charmed by Bridget and her bad-habits but it's pretty obvious from the get-go that it's a fling and it's hard to be invested in it. However, the relationship does let Bridget come back into the dating world so I suppose there's a purpose.
There were times when the book hit a nice pace. I actually enjoyed the moments when Bridget was a mother- dealing with the kids and their lives, I found her to be at her most 'normal'. It was nice to see how she tried to compensate for being a single parent and how she handled that. Even as a non-parent, I found that a little more interesting than all the fart jokes and vomiting-in-her-mouth she did on her dates with Roxster, her boy-toy.
*SPOILER about the ending*
The biggest problem I had was the 'happily-ever-after'. There is a character mentioned throughout the book- a periphery character who pops up just often enough that it becomes a little obvious that more is intended for him. Sure enough, he turns out to be a somewhat Mark Darcy-esque character with a heroic streak and a suitably wealthy, masculine background who, for some reason, falls in love with Bridget enough that he settles down with her at the end. It was just...far too convenient. And the only reason he seems to love her is because she accidentally showed him her thong and she treats him rather badly. We have another 'love you just as you are' scenario which made me miss Mark Darcy rather desperately.
I think if Helen Fielding had maybe used another Jane Austen or other book as a guideline- as she did with "Pride and Prejudice" in the original, the book wouldn't have been so uneven. I did love revisiting with Bridget to some degree. She really hasn't changed that much. However, the problem also is...that she really hasn't changed that much and after 16 or so years, a little more maturity and wisdom would have been nice.