“Jeffrey” (1995) is a romantic comedy that boldly combines humor with fear in a way that somehow clicks. While the majority of 90s movies about AIDS were steeped in tragedy and drama, “Jeffrey” took a different approach, shrugging and saying, “Let’s survive—and have some laughs while doing it.”
The plot centers around Jeffrey, a neurotic New Yorker who decides to give up on sex because, frankly, the risks of loving in the AIDS era just seem too great. But, of course, fate steps in and brings him the perfect man. What a coincidence, huh?
As for the cast? Absolutely stellar. Steven Weber portrays Jeffrey with delightful neuroticism, but it’s Patrick Stewart who steals the show as Sterling – a fabulous, flamboyant mentor with a sharp tongue and a wardrobe to match. His iconic line?
“Sex? I practically invented it.”
The film has fun with its style—breaking the fourth wall, throwing in surreal fantasy moments, and dishing out enough camp to make RuPaul raise an eyebrow. There are moments when it seems unsure of its own identity, but its undeniable charm and authenticity carry it all the way through.
Sure, “Jeffrey” is a bit messy. Totally 90s. Sometimes a little too over-the-top. But that’s what makes it so endearing: it doesn’t strive for flawless perfection—only for the truth. It’s funny, terrified, hopeful, and unmistakably human.
This movie is like that first date with someone sporting glittery boots, chatting a mile a minute, and wearing every emotion on their sleeve—while you might not end up in love, you won’t forget them anytime soon.
