yesterday, in the course of a girly catch-up day spent with a friend i hadn't seen in a while, i finally saw bridget jones: the edge of reason at the cinemas. i had been mildly interested in seeing it since it came out, but my friend and i had a standing commitment - we had seen the first briget flick together, and it had been decided back then that we were going to see the second together. apart from the film being rather crappy (i.e. picking all the scenes that worked in the first film and re-hashing them for the second, the rather ill-realised and thus quite unconvincing lesbian crush), there was one rather disturbing development that came of the viewing: i think i may be falling out of love with colin firth. i know! 'how could you forsake mr. darcy?' i hear you cry... well, i think i have a perfectly valid response. the thing is, instead of leaving the possibilities up to my imagination as always has been the case with darcy, unfortunately there were scenes in this film that provided glimpses of his bare chest. and unfortunately, the view really wasn't that inspirational (sorry, colin). also, since we were seeing the film at a cinema europa, we were closer to the screen, and... well... i found the way he holds his mouth when he's tongue-tied (read: any time he's not actually talking) irritatingly muppet-esque. apart from the whole colin thing, i found the movie quite bland. i was also a little offended by the thai prison scenes - talk about trivialisation (is that even a word?) - and all the scenes set in the beautiful thai seascape made me sad. i sat there wondering if those places even existed any more.
a couple of weeks ago, i finally had the chance to watch the christmas specials of the legendary bbc comedy, the office. i missed them when they were on the telly, and a mate of ours has the whole dvd set. anyway, i will not spoil it just incase anyone reading this hasn't seen it themselves, but i will say one thing - i cried the first time i saw it, and again when we watched it a second time. and my new girl-crush is lucy davis, the gorgeous doe-eyed girl who plays dawn tinsley. now my viewing of the bbc pride and prejudice dvds are doubly satisfying; not only do i get to fawn over a mega-cute lucy davis (she plays mariah lucas in p&p), i get to go all gooey over colin firth as he should be seen - maddeningly, irresitibly conceited; frustratingly emotionally constipated; and apart from the occasional wet shirt, fully clothed, thank you very much.