An embarrassingly awful sequel to the original outing, this should have been subtitled The Edge of Tedium rather than The Edge of Reason. In what seems a cynical attempt by the producers to profit on the success of the first part, the film is bland, predictable, clichéd and boring. It has the same horrible production values of Love, Actually but it isn't quite as bad as that film which is saying something. The film seems rushed and every scene seems to have been dreamt up by a marketing board desperate to recapture the freshness of the original. Zellwegger seems tired in the film, while Firth is incredibly boring and it makes you wonder why on earth they would have made such nonsense - money methinks. Grant is barely in the film but when he is, he plays himself yet again. Technically, the film is not that slick. Some transitions are poorly handled while Bridget's narration is barely audible at times when there is annoying background music on. The various pop songs are used as marketing tools rather than with any bearing on the story. Should sell bucketloads in the shops. And why on earth use Beyonce's Crazy in Love as music for the end credits? Frankly, this film is an insult to the intelligence. Comedy doesn't have to be this dumb, does it? A stinker for all concerned.