Two Night Stand review: It’s boring, despite all the sex talk and sexual implications

But you know, right, that it is about neither. Chances are, all above said and done, that woman and that man will be kissing sweet forevers on the streets soon.

There have been worst pretexts to get to that kiss. Two Night Stand isn’t as bad but, worse, it’s boring and insipid, despite all the sex talk and sexual implications along the way. It’s a sad commentary, as Teller’s Alec and Tipton’s Megan, themselves imply that on the eve of New Year they are fishing on the Net for one-night stands. It’s a sadder commentary though that when they meet and actually get a chance to converse — because of being snowed in — their talk doesn’t reflect any of this. Instead, the first film directed by Nichols spends a lot of time looking for a plunger to get a jammed toilet working, an unnecessary, not to say unsavoury, plot detail.

Teller still gets the right balance between funny, vulnerable and uncertainty — the sense of being, at the end of the day, “loners texting in the dark”. However, Tipton is completely hopeless in the way she turns her big, green eyes upon any situation, even as she is apparently undertaking life-changing decisions.