The secret Bridget within us all

 

By Cherry Potter


The key to Helen Fielding's chubby anti-heroine is that she lets women just be themselves.

 

ONLY SOMEONE who has flown in from the Sahara desert could be forgiven for not knowing that the Bridget Jones sequel, The Edge of Reason, has just been released. But why is the whole nation so obsessed with this most unlikely romantic comedy heroine?

 

Bridget Jones first appeared in The Independent in 1995, in the form of a fictional diary of an insecure, overweight, heavy smoking, thirtysomething singleton. According to her author, Helen Fielding, she was "the embodiment of the banana-skin joke". Fielding was convinced that the column would be dropped within weeks. Instead, two years later, when the paperback novel came out, it was a sensation, largely due to word of mouth. Since then the novel has sold more than 10.5 million copies in 35 countries and the movie released in 2001 grossed $280. In other words, something about Bridget struck a cord with contemporary women (and men sneakily reading their partner's copies).

 

A glance at the history of romantic comedy shows how the most popular heroines encapsulate something about women's own situation and their most pressing relationship dilemmas at the time the movies were made. Take the war-torn Forties, when women were proving their abilities by doing men's work. The top box-office stars Rosalind Russell and Katharine Hepburn brilliantly portrayed tough, ambitious women in a man's world. Not only were they devastatingly sexy in their high heels and wide-shouldered power suits but they could also give as good as they got when it came to witty repartee. But the message underlying these movies was loud and clear: if a woman becomes too confident and, worst of all, successful, she will threaten her man's masculinity and must be taken down a peg or two or risk ending up a spinster.

 

By the Cold War Fifties, men were back in charge at home and in the office. The two stars who summed up the position of women were Doris Day, famous for being the "girl next door", the sensible virgin who promised to become an ideal housewife, and Marilyn Monroe, the simpering, childlike mistress who offered men the ultimate in sensual delight with no strings. The problem for real women was that men wanted both types, but it was impossible for women to be both. The Sixties slogans marked a new era of hedonism and protest. But even in the groundbreaking movie The Graduate the gorgon Mrs Robinson and her sweet, vacillating daughter continued to see themselves through the eyes of men. It wasn't until the Seventies, when Diane Keaton's Annie Hall appeared, clad in baggy trousers and floppy brown hat, with her weird mix of assertiveness and self-doubt, that at last women had a heroine who encapsulated how they felt about themselves. Annie Hall instantly became a role model for a whole generation of feminist baby-boomers who were loudly proclaiming that the solutions to women's problems were no longer men and marriage; men and marriage were the problem.

 

But what goes around, comes around. By the Eighties, Forties-style power-suited, ambitious heroines were back in vogue. In Working Girl Sigourney Weaver played the high-flying, but unfortunately ball-breaking, boardroom woman. And, of course, she loses handsome Harrison Ford to her secretary Melanie Griffith, who is equally scheming, but disguises it behind her childlike Monroe-esque vulnerability.

 

Meg Ryan, the smart but vaguely kookie, suburban girl next door, was the rom-com heroine of the Nineties. She first touched a chord in 1989 in When Harry Met Sally, which captured Sally's plight as a singleton worried about "the Man Shortage" and her ticking biological clock. The movie also presented a new problem that had arisen for both genders - they knew how to do friendship brilliantly, but had they forgotten how to do old-fashioned romance? Friendship (exemplified by the TV sitcom Friends) and nostalgia for old-fashioned romance were the dominant rom-com themes of the Nineties.

 

So, what does the enormous popularity of Bridget Jones, a "verbally incontinent spinster who drinks like a fish and dresses like her mother" (as described by her suitor Mark Darcy) say to the present generation about aspirations and relationships?

 

Bridget Jones could be described as the first rom com anti-heroine. On the surface she appears to be part of a long tradition of wonderfully embarrassing screwball comediennes who are forgiven anything they do because they are portrayed by the world's most beautiful women. But Bridget, with her big knickers and her self-esteem problems, is a celebration of imperfection in an era when aspiring to be perfect and the accompanying fear of failure is dominant in most women's lives. An even bigger clue to her popularity is that, despite her flaws, she achieves the dreams of many women; the two most desired men in the land, morally upright Colin Firth and the exciting philanderer Hugh Grant, are fighting for her favours (a complete turnaround from the Fifties, when men were torn between two women; the wife and the mistress).

 

But finally I think the key to Bridget Jones's success is that she is just not scary. Women can breathe a sign of relief and be themselves – because Darcy likes Bridget "very much, just as you are". And men can admit that, while they may want to be seen in public with a stunningly beautiful female clothes-horse-style accessory, what they secretly long for is to cuddle up to comfy, playful Bridget. Then, just maybe, they can fantasise together.

 

 

Cherry Potter is author of I Love You But ... Seven Decades of Romantic Comedy