*THE FOLLOWING IS TAKEN (YES, ILLEGALLY TAKEN) FROM THE BOOK, BRIDGET JONES the edge of reason, by kick-ass author, Helen Fielding. I am a *huge* fan of "Bridget Jones's Diary," the film (have seen film THIRTY-THREE times now, actually) as well as the two books by Helen Fielding. I highly suggest that y'all run right out to Barnes & Noble or Borders, and go buy both books! You won't regret it, I promise.

If you've read the first book, you know that Fielding based BJD on Jane Austen's "Pride & Prejudice." And the actor who played Mr. Darcy in the BBC/A&E's production of "P&P", Colin Firth (hallowed be thy name), plays Mark Darcy in the film, "BJD." So funny! Anyway, the following selection is from the sequel to BJD. It is an interview Bridget does with Colin Firth, when she's trying to make it big as a freelance interviewer. The following is the diary entry, in its entirety. All taken illegally from Helen Fielding's, BRIDGET JONES the edge of reason. Enjoy it...then go buy both books! :)




~~~WEDNESDAY 23 APRIL


129 lbs. (really seem to be stuck in some kind of fat groove), congratulatory calls from friends, relatives and colleagues about Colin Firth interview 0, congratulatory calls from Independent staff about Colin Firth interview 0, congratulatory calls from Colin Firth about Colin Firth interview 0 (odd, surely?).

8 a.m. Article is coming out today. Was a bit rushed but probably not that bad. Might be quite good actually. Wish paper would hurry up and come.

8:10 a.m. Paper has still not come.

8:20 a.m. Hurrah! Paper is here.
Have just seen interview. Independent have completely ignored what wrote. Realize was bit on late side but this is intolerable. Here is what was published:

Due to insuperable technical difficulties it has been necessary to print Bridget Jones's interview with Colin Firth as a direct transcript of the recording.


BJ: Right. I'm going to start the interview now.
CF: (Slightly hysterical sounding) Good, good.
(Very long pause)
BJ: What is your favorite color?
CF: I'm sorry?
BJ: What is your favorite color?
CF: Blue.
(Long pause)
BJ: What is your favorite pudding?
CF: Er. Crème brûlèe.
BJ: You know the oncoming film Fever Pitch by Nick Hornby?
CF: I do know it, yes.
BJ: (Pause. Rustling paper) Do...Oh. (More rustling paper) Do you think the book of Fever Pitch has spored a confessional gender?
CF: Excuse me?
BJ: Has. Spored. A. Confessional. Gender.
CF: Spored a confessional gender?
BJ: Yes.
CF: Well. Certainly Nick Hornby's style has been very much imitated and I think it's a very appealing, er, gender whether or not he actually, um...spored it.
BJ: You know in the BBC Pride and Prejudice?
CF: I do know it, yes.
BJ: When you had to dive into the lake?
CF: Yes.
BJ: When they had to do another take, did you have to take the wet shirt off and then put a dry one on?
CF: Yes, I, I probably did have to, yes. Scusi. Ha vinto. È troppo forte. Sì, grazie.
BJ: (Breathing unsteadily) How many takes diving into the lake did you have to do?
CF: (Coughs) Well. The underwater shots were a tank in Ealing Studios.
BJ: Oh no.
CF: I'm afraid so. The, um, moment of being airborne--extremely brief--was a stuntman.
BJ: But it looked like Mr. Darcy.
CF: That was because he had stuck-on sideburns and a Mr. Darcy outfit on top of a wet suit, which actually made him look like Elvis as you last saw him. He could only do it once for insurance reasons and then he had to be checked for abrasions for about six weeks afterwards. All the other wet-shirt shots were me.
BJ: And did the shirt have to keep being rewet?
CF: Yes. They'd spray it down. They'd spray it down and then--
BJ: With what?
CF: I'm sorry?
BJ: What with?
CF: A squirter thing. Look can we...?
BJ: Yes, but what I mean is did you ever have to take the shirt off and...and put another one on?
CF: Yes.
BJ: To be wet again?
CF: Yes.
BJ: (Pause) You know the oncoming film Fever Pitch?
CF: Yes.
BJ: What do you see as the main differences and similarities between the character Paul from Fever Pitch and...?
CF: And?
BJ: (Sheepishly) Mr. Darcy.
CF: No one's ever asked me that.
BJ: Haven't they?
CF: No. I think the main differences are--
BJ: Do you mean it's a really obvious question?
CF: No. I mean no one's ever asked me that.
BJ: Don't people ask you that all the time?
CF: NO, no. I can assure you.
BJ: So it's a--
CF: It's a totally brand-new, newborn question, yes.
BJ: Oh goody.
CF: Shall we get on now?
BJ: Yes.
CF: Mr. Darcy's not an Arsenal supporter.
BJ: No.
CF: He's not a schoolteacher.
BJ: No.
CF: He lived nearly two hundred years ago.
BJ: Yes.
CF: Paul in Fever Pitch loves being in a football crowd.
BJ: Yes.
CF: Whereas Mr. Darcy can't even tolerate a country dance. Now. Can we talk about something that isn't to do with Mr. Darcy?
BJ: Yes.
(Pause. Rustling papers)
BJ: Are you still going out with your girlfriend?
CF: Yes.
BJ: Oh.
(Long pause)
CF: Is everything all right?
BJ: (Almost inaudible) Do you think small British movies are the way forward?
CF: I can't hear.
BJ: (Miserably) Do you think small British movies are the way forward?
CF: The way forward to...(Encouragingly)...to what?
BJ: (Very long thoughtful pause) The future.
CF: Right. They seem to be getting us along step by step, I think. I quite like small movies but I do also like big movies and it would be nice if we made more of those as well.
BJ: But don't you find it a problem her being Italian and everything?
CF: No.
(Very long silence)
BJ: (Sulkily) Do you think that Mr. Darcy has a political dimension?
CF: I did speculate on what his politics might be, if he had any. And I don't think that they would be very appealing to a reader of the Independent. It's that pre-Victorian or Victorian idea of being the rich social benefactor, which would be very Thatcherite probably. I mean the thought of socialism obviously hadn't entered the...
BJ: No.
CF: ...entered his sphere. And it is clearly stated by way of showing what a good chap he is that he is very nice towards his tenants. But I think that he'd be closer to a sort of Nietzschean figure, a--
BJ: What is neacher?
CF: YOu know, the ideas of the, er, human being as suerman.
BJ: Superman?
CF: Not Superman himself, no. No. (Slight groaning noise) I don't think he wore his underpants over his breeches, no. Look. I'd really like to get off this subject now.
BJ: What will be your next project?
CF: It's called The World of Moss.
BJ: Is it a nature program?
CF: NO. No, no. No. It's um, it's, er, about an eccentric family in the thirties, the father of which owns a moss factory.
BJ: Doesn't moss grow naturally?
CF: Well, no, he makes something called sphagnum moss, which was used to dress World War One wounds and, er, it's, er, quite a light, er, comic...
BJ: (Very unconvincingly) It sounds very good.
CF: I very much hope it will be.
BJ: Could I just check something about the shirt?
CF: Yes.
BJ: How many times altogether exactly did you have to take it off and put it on again?
CF: Precisely...I don't know. Um. Let me see...there was the bit where I was walking towards Pemberley. That was shot once. One take. Then there was the bit where I give my horse to somebody...I think there was a change.
BJ: (Brightening) There was a change?
CF: (Strictly) There was. One change.
BJ: So it was mainly just the one wet shirt, though?
CF: The one wet shirt, which they kept respraying, yes. All right?
BJ: Yes. What is your favorite color?
CF: We've had that.
BJ: Um. (Paper rustling) Do you think the film Fever Pitch was in reality all about emotional fuckwittage?
CF: Emotional what?
BJ: Fuckwittage. You know: men being mad alcoholic commitment phobics and just being interested in football all the time.
CF: No, I don't really. I think in some ways Paul is much more at ease with his emotions and has much more liberty with them than his girlfriend. I think that, in fact, in the final analysis, is what's so appealing about what Nick Hornby's trying to say on his befhalf: that, in a rather mundane, everyday world he has found something where you have access to emotional experiences that--
BJ: Excuse me.
CF: (Sighs) Yes?
BJ: Don't you find the language barrier a problem with your girlfriend?
CF: Well, she speaks very good English.
BJ: But don't you think you'd be better off with someone who was English and more your own age?
CF: We seem to be doing all right.
BJ: Humph. (Darkly) So far. Do you ever prefer doing the theater?
CF: Um. I don't subscribe to the view that the theater's where the real acting is, that film's not really acting. But I find I do prefer the theater when I'm doing it, yes.
BJ: But don't you think the theater's a bit unrealistic and embarrassing and also you have to sit through the acting for hours before you have anything to eat and you can't talk or--
CF: Unrealistic? Embarrassing and unrealistic?
BJ: Yes.
CF: Do you mean unrealistic in the sense that it...?
BJ: You can tell it isn't real.
CF: That sort of unrealistic, yes. (Slight moaning sound) Um, I think it shouldn't be if it's good. It's much more...It feels more artificial to make a film.
BJ: Does it? I suppose it doesn't go all the way through, does it?
CF: Well, no. It doesn't. No. Yes. A film doesn't go all the way through. It's shot in little bits and pieces. (Louder groaning noise) Little bits and pieces.
BJ: I see. Do you think Mr. Darcy would have slept with Elizabeth Bennet before the wedding?
CF: Yes, I do think he might have.
BJ: Do you?
CF: Yes. I think it's entirely possible. Yes.
BJ: (Breathlessly) Really?
CF: I think it's possible, yes.
BJ: How would it be possible?
CF: Don't know if Jane Austen would agree with me on this but--
BJ: We can't know because she's dead.
CF: No, we can't...but I think Andrew Davie's Mr. Darcy would have done.
BJ: Why do you think that, though? Why? Why?
CF: Because I think it was very important to Andrew Davies that Mr. Darcy had the most enormous sex drive.
BJ: (Gasps)
CF: And, um...
BJ: I think that came across really, really well with the acting. I really think it did.
CF: Thank you. At one point Andrew even wrote as a stage direction: "Imagine that Darcy has an erection."
(Very large crashing noise)
BJ: Which bit was that?
CF: It's when Elizabeth's been walking across the country and bumps into him in the grounds in the early stages.
BJ: The bit where she's all muddy?
CF: And disheveled.
BJ: And sweaty?
CF: Exactly.
BJ: Was that a difficult bit to act?
CF: You mean the erection?
BJ: (Awed whisper) Yes.
CF: Um, well, Andrew also wrote that I don't propose that we should focus on it, and therefore no acting required in that department at least.
BJ: Mmm.
(Long pause)
CF: Yes.
(More pause)
BJ: Mmm.
CF: Is that it, then?
BJ: No. What was it like with your friends when you started being Mr. Darcy?
CF: There were a lot of jokes about it: growling, "Mr. Darcy" over breakfast and so on. There was a brief period when they had to work quite hard to hide their knowledge of who I really was and--
BJ: Hide it from who?
CF: Well, from anyone who suspected that perhaps I was like Mr. Darcy.
BJ: But do you think you're not like Mr. Darcy?
CF: I do think I'm not like Mr. Darcy.
BJ: I think you're exactly like Mr. Darcy.
CF: In what way?
BJ: You talk the same way as him.
CF: Oh, do I?
BJ: You look exactly like him, and I, oh, oh...
(Protracted crashing noises followed by sounds of struggle)



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