Because Hurricane Matthew dictated that I stay inside on Saturday, I did something I hadn’t done in a while – I went to the movies with my mom. Our choice of film? Bridget Jones’s Baby. Even though it didn’t get the best reviews (in America, at least), I laughed until I cried and was overall very pleased when I left the theater.
Here’s the gist of the movie: single 43-year-old Bridget Jones discovers she is pregnant after having a one night stand with a random guy at a music festival (Jack) and a relapse with her ex (Mark Darcy) in the same week. She doesn’t know which one of them is the father, so they all go through the pregnancy together while the two men battle for Bridget’s affection. (I won’t give away who the father is in case any of you want to see the movie!)
One scene that really stood out to me was when Bridget goes to see her mother, who is running in a local election. Bridget hasn’t told her mother she was pregnant, even though she is the one always pressuring her to have kids. Her mother is ecstatic until Bridget tells her she doesn’t know who the father is, and her mother makes her stand behind food to hide her pregnancy. Bridget is offended, and tells her “I’m not a 1950s housewife!”
This line in particular resonated with me because of our discussions on the 1950s family life and how the ideal family is portrayed in sitcoms of that time period. This reference makes the point that there is no such thing as a traditional family anymore. Bridget is single, a “geriatric mother,” and involved with more than one man. I think both films and television shows, such as Modern Family, exemplify this shift in family values.
(Also, if you haven’t seen any of the Bridget Jones movies, I highly recommend them!)