In the first few minutes of the sequel to 2001's Bridget Jones's Diary (which, frankly, was the bee's knees) our bighearted, big-bottomed heroine important television journalist that she is finds herself up to her ankles in pig poo. (That should give you a whiff of things to come.) When her boss demands a ''close-up of the porker,'' the camera zooms in on. . .Bridget's ample arse. Part of Bridget's charm is her foolishness, but Bridget Jones: Edge of Reason's raison d'être seems to be to embarrass her: having her beg her shagtastic boyfriend Mark Darcy (the dreamy Colin Firth) not to dump her (''Don't chuck me, please don't chuck me,'' she snivels); making her walk like a malformed duck; giving her unfortunate hairdos; soaking her with water; forcing her to wrestle with giant granny panties. Come on our Bridget deserves better.
EXTRAS If you're in a strop over the movie, these features should give you a lift. In a genius bit taken straight from the Helen Fielding novel, a very giggly Bridget Jones (Renée Zellweger) interviews the very famous actor Colin Firth (Firth). Curious girls (and boys, let's be honest) can answer the eternal question good guy Darcy or wanker Daniel? in the ''Who's Your Man?'' quiz (mine was Mark, FYI). Plus, the men trade barbs whilst reflecting on the filming of their water-fountain fight. Hugh Grant: ''He's gone a bit jowly.'' Firth: ''It was more like wrestling my grandmother.''