Despite securing the man of her dreams, thirtysomething Londoner Bridget Jones (Renée Zellweger) is still a boo-hooing insecure blob. She breaks up with Mister Nice-But-Dull (Colin Firth) and on a business trip finds herself tempted by the Tasty-But-Caddish Ex (Hugh Grant). Beeban Kidron's sequel to 2001's Bridget Jones's Diary simply re-arranges the familiar characters (and comic bits), and goes a bit off the rails with an improbable drug-smuggling subplot. The gloriously over-stuffed Zellweger frets, flutters and falls down, but I've never understood the attraction of Jones -- a whining, weight-and-date-obsessed "modern" woman who seems as relevant as a yellowing Cathy cartoon. Leave it to the charming rogue Grant to deliver the film's only real sparkle.