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The Sundance charmer 鈥�Celeste and Jesse Forever鈥� is more interesting than its synopsis might indicate. It鈥檚 a rom-com about a married couple who are getting divorced but want to remain best friends.

Celeste (Rashida Jones) works as a trendspotter at a swank Los Angeles marketing firm; Jesse (Andy Samberg) is a layabout artist who is now residing in her guest bungalow. They go everywhere together, break themselves up with their jokes, and generally act like goony kids in love 鈥� except it鈥檚 all platonic now.

To their friends, especially Celeste鈥檚 closest confidante, Beth (Ari Graynor), there鈥檚 something creepy about this intense twosomeness. Why aren鈥檛 they dating other people?

It鈥檚 Jesse who makes the first serious move in that direction, and, as you might predict, Celeste, who prides herself on being totally rational, goes a little wiggy, especially when Jesse鈥檚 new girlfriend (Rebecca Dayan) turns out to be much more than a fling.

As I say, this all sounds standard issue, but Jones, who wrote the script with Will McCormack, is very adept at charting the moods of these people. The film is much more about Celeste than it is about Jesse, which may be a disservice to his side of the connubial equation, but it does give us something we don鈥檛 often see in the movies: a rom-com breakup scenario from a female point of view.

To Jones鈥檚 credit as a writer-performer, she doesn鈥檛 turn Celeste into a blithering whiner or a slapstick goofball. Celeste doesn鈥檛 renounce her successful career. We are never made to feel that her business smarts are somehow unfeminine or the cause of her unhappiness. What the film is saying, ultimately, is that no one is really at fault in this scenario, least of all Celeste. When she has a fight with Jesse about why they passed on parenthood, she blurts out, 鈥淭he father of my child will own a car,鈥� and we can sympathize.

Samberg is not in his cutup 鈥�Saturday Night Live鈥� mode here, and that鈥檚 a tribute to him and his director, Lee Toland Krieger. Samberg knows how to play puppyish and vague without ever losing a sense of who this character really is. Jesse鈥檚 sloth is too easily equated with his artistry, of which we see too little, but it鈥檚 not unbelievable that he might be a gifted artist. When he discovers that it鈥檚 possible to be happy away from Celeste, while still caring deeply for her, he grows in stature before our eyes. And, to her dismay, in Celeste鈥檚 eyes, too. She鈥檚 glad for him and angry at him, at the same time. Unlike so many standard rom-coms, the film doesn鈥檛 back away from these emotional complications. Quite the contrary. It meets them head on.

Celeste tries her own luck in the dating scene and is not unsuccessful 鈥� a yoga classmate (Chris Messina) is a particularly engaging prospect 鈥� but her emotional trajectory is different from Jesse鈥檚. When she says she鈥檚 鈥渘ot ready,鈥� she means it.

The film could be more crisply directed, with fewer close-ups of the characters bucking up or looking miserable. Samberg is good enough here that one wishes he had more screen time. And there are silly sidebars, like Celeste鈥檚 friendship with a Lady Gaga-ish rock star client (Emma Roberts), that don鈥檛 really go anywhere.

But this is a 鈥減ersonal鈥� movie in a typically impersonal genre. And it gets at the way women, newly arrived on the dating scene and all their defenses down, can be stupefied by men. It鈥檚 as if we were watching one of those buddy-buddy bromances told, this time, from the perspective of the woman who is normally on the sidelines of the men鈥檚 attentions and affections. It鈥檚 a welcome angle. Grade: B+ (Rated R for language, sexual content, and drug use.)