We’ve all been there — you and your loved one are invited to a dinner party at another young couple’s home, and when all the kids are tucked away, guards come down, pants too, and a night of crossfaded sexual exploration and swinging begins.
Okay, maybe most of us haven’t been there, but with characters and expressed desires familiar to anyone who has ever lived in Silver Lake or similar hippie-yuppie Los Angeles environs — or simply have imagined them — the comedy of The Overnight banks a lot on the trends of our era’s young professional elite, with their Rhodes pianos, customized water-distillation techniques, and frank discussions about sexual liberation.
The film goes for both relatable and ridiculous, imagining what may happen when those pretentious parents in our midst finally give in to their urge to tryst and try shit out. How funny or freeing you find it rests on how comfortable or prudish you are with things like fetish films, couple-swapping, and massive penises.