What conceivably could be worse than failing to trust the person you love?
That's the problem Lester Grimm (Eric Stoltz) has faced all his life in
writer/director Noah Baumbach's thirtysomething comedy of bad manners, Mr.
Jealousy. When Lester was in high school, he caught his girlfriend kissing
someone else. Now, he just can't get over the notion that whoever he might fall
in love with surely will betray him. You want to shake Lester until he does a
whole lot of growing up, but along the way you laugh out loud at the
desperation that can grip him.
Lester is now in his early 30s. He's a substitute teacher and
wannabe writer when he meets saucy Ramona Ray (Annabella Sciorra), an art
history graduate student. Lester and Ramona seem a dream match. They have
common interests, mutual friends and comparable dispositions. The problem for
Lester is he just can't stand that there were men in Ramona's life before him.
The better they get to know each other and the more Ramona reveals about her
past relationships, the more bugged Lester gets. When he thinks about the fact
that she went to bed with him on their first date, he even manages to become
jealous of himself. In particular, though, he finds himself jealous of Dashiell
Frank (Chris Eigeman), a former boyfriend who has gone on to write a best
selling collection of short stories. Because Dashiell has accomplished the very
thing Lester aspires to, Lester becomes convinced that Ramona would actually
prefer to be with Dashiell. Therein lies serious trouble for Lester and
delicious comedy for us.
Lester takes to following Dashiell around, and when Lester learns that Dashiell belongs to a therapy group, he contrives
to join himself. Only Lester can't actually join as himself. That might somehow
lead Dashiell to become reacquainted with Ramona, which is Lester's greatest
fear. So Lester joins the group and identifies himself as his best friend,
Vince (Carlos Jacott). This plan meets with the real Vince's enthusiastic
endorsement. So Lester joins as Vince and talks about Vince's problems, never
his own. Complications ensue.
Ramona is likably quirky, sexy, funny and refreshingly different. I
think Baumbach makes a critical error, however, in sketching her as quite so
sexually easy. The whole of the story would have more bite if indeed Lester
weren't actually correct in worrying that she might be unfaithful to him. And a
late development with Lester beginning to find himself as an artist is
altogether squirmy. Still, there are delights here. When Lester decides to
withdraw from the group, for instance, Vince doesn't want him to because Vince,
via Lester's role-playing, feels himself on the verge of an emotional
breakthrough. A nice mix of comedy and reflection on the nature of contemporary
relationships, Mr. Jealousy is a worthy outing for anyone who ever dared
fall in love.