Seinfeld: "The Mango"/"The Glasses"
"The Mango"
So here we are for Seinfeld season five. We're in for the long haul, guys! Unlike season four, there isn't really a throughline plot this year, like the Jerry pilot was last year, at least not to my memory. But a lot of people think this is THE Seinfeld season, where everyone was at the peak of their powers, and the characters just clicked on every level. My personal preference has always been for season four, but I'm looking forward to the big rewatch nonetheless!
And we start with "The Mango," just a sexy, sexy episode of Seinfeld scripted by Larry David and Lawrence H. Levy, who got Emmy nominations (it's Levy's only credit on the show). Really, it should have been called "The Orgasm" or "The Fake" or something like that ("The Orgasm" was its working title; too racy), but I guess the magical mangos from Joe's do play a crucial enough role in both plots to take the title. The plot idea is simple enough, something that feels like old hat these days: Jerry's dismay at learning Elaine faked her orgasms when they were together. "I just didn't have 'em back then," she reassures him, but Jerry's mind is understandably blown, his entire sexual history suddenly called into question.
Now, this isn't really like "The Contest." The fake orgasm gag had been done before even in 1993, what with When Harry Met Sally and all that. I'm not sure if such a thing was commonplace on network TV, and this was the first episode after Seinfeld took Cheers' plumb timeslot at 9 p.m. on Thursdays, but either way, to us reprobates in 2011, a fake orgasm plot is the kind of shit you might see on Dora the Explorer. But it doesn't matter, because "The Mango" is extremely funny. Jerry's world being rocked by Elaine's revelation meshes perfectly with Seinfeld's sometime-shrill acting style and, well, George's sexual issues come to the fore in ways that are uncomfortably priceless.
His girlfriend Karen is played by Lisa Edelstein, years before she made her name on The West Wing and House. I almost called her a girlfriend of the week, but she actually does appear in one other episode, a rarity for a mate of George's that isn't Susan. George is never a good flirter, but watching him flirt with her at the dinner table almost had me with my hands over my eyes, especially his creepy giggle to suggest sex. She's very cool and dry about it all ("I probably would say something… but then again, I'm an enigma"), though she's more interested in the risotto she's eating. George asks if his sexual prowess makes her feel like she does after the risotto. "No, I feel full after the risotto," she states, which my girlfriend declared her favorite line in all of Seinfeld. It is appreciably mysterious and delivered with the perfect amount of snap.
Of course, George begins to fail miserably in bed with Karen with all the orgasm talk on his mind, but his degradation isn't as complete as Jerry's, who's usually cool as a cucumber but reduced to a nervous wreck by Elaine's revelation. "I know how to do it; I can work the equipment; I'm in the union!" he declares, but his hatred of Elaine's acting has him even turning against Meryl Streep, of all people. "Oh, she's such a phony baloney!" he wails. Since Jerry's usually the sounding board for George's mania, it's always nice to see the roles reversed and the impact it has. While Jerry remains mostly immune to George's neuroses, in the opposite scenario, George is almost as jelly-like as his friend.
Kramer's side-plot is very typical Kramer, full of great overacting, including Leonard Termo as the grumpy fruit store owner Joe. We're at the point where we're very used to Kramer's general weirdness but still wondering how it'll be specifically applied this week, and him rejecting the peach and trying to get restitution is one of those plots that makes such logical sense from a Kramer point of view. As he points out to Joe, he let a bad plum slide, but at a certain point, enough is enough, right? "Jerry, this peach is sub-par!"
Considering one half of this episode is about fruit shopping and the other about orgasms, it's nice how well the dovetailing works in the final act with George's revitalization via the delicious mango. "I feel like I got a B-12 shot! This is a taste explosion!" he cries, following that up with a repeat of the line from season three's massage episode: "I think it moved." TMI, George. But he doesn't just go back to Karen's and rock her world, that's not what the mango does for him. No, what it does is make him immune to the worries of fake orgasms, a subtle little twist you barely pick up on, really, but one that really fits with George's character. He dismisses Karen's writhing and moaning as a perfectly good performance. Yeah, that mango was really something; it meant George could be a dreadful human being even when naked in bed with a woman. Quite a feat.