This guy is for real.
This is Mark Darcy. This is the man of my dreams. I have never been much for the fairy tale, but after watching the Bridget Jones sequel this weekend, I have to admit - publicly - that I am completely in love with a movie character. Mark Darcy is not full of shit. He's a real go-to guy. He doesn't express feelings he doesn't really have just because he thinks you want to hear them. He will wear ugly sweaters his parents gave them just because he loves his family. And evidently, as witnessed in the sequel, if he loves you, he will bail you out of the slammer in Thailand even though he suspects you slept with his arch enemy and doesn't know why you were caught with a fertility bowl full of cocaine. Although he wears a constant expression of constipation, you just know he's a real wildcat in the bedroom. Admittedly, I looked up Colin Firth's website (Firth plays Darcy in the movie). I found out he's happily married with a kid, but should that little family thing not work out for him in the end, he'd better ring me up ASAP.
posted by KA @ 11:59 PM
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