Part of the comedy and originality of Bridget Jones was her honest break with that impossibilism. She was not carefree; she worried about everything, all the time. Although she played hard, she did not work hard. She spoke the language of female emancipation, but it wasn’t her mother tongue: she fretted constantly about men, in the romantic sense (why wouldn’t they call her?) and the cultural (what is a body image problem, if not the harsh criticism of the patriarchy, turned in on oneself?).