Metacritic reviews

Bessed with a gleamingly polished, very funny script.

She's (Zellweger) so disarming and so deeply Bridget -- gliding between mortifying slapstick and pathos -- that she's entirely won you over by the time the credits have rolled. The opening credits.

Grant is casually fabulous and very amusing, but all power to Firth the actor. He's the compleat Darcy, and he never wavers.

Where the highly likable actress (Zellweger) proves most valuable is in making us adore this insecure, clumsy, contradictory creature.

The film not only works better than expected but gets the important things right, starting, of course, with Zellweger's Bridget and Bridget's mind-set.

Quite likable -- even sometimes, with the squeezable Zellweger its principal object, lovable.

The filmmakers spend so much time milking gags they should have called it Bridget Jones's Dairy.

I could have done without all the pushy tactics of this romantic comedy.

How can you celebrate a movie in which Zellweger doesn't soar but simply avoids disaster?

The three-act structure is too predictable, and at 90 minutes, feels both draggy and hacked to the bone.