One Night Only Review | Monica Barbaro And Callum Turner Bring Chemistry To A Thin Rom-Com

• One Night Only follows singles navigating a bizarre 12-hour annual dating frenzy.

• Monica Barbaro and Callum Turner bring genuine chemistry to the 102-minute romantic comedy.

• Will Gluck’s latest film delivers plenty of laughs despite its increasingly flimsy premise.

Rom-coms have always depended on a little unreality. People meet at the wrong time, fall for each other after one disastrous encounter and somehow find their way to a happy ending before the credits roll. One Night Only takes that familiar fantasy and gives it a rather ridiculous rule: in its version of America, unmarried people are forbidden from having sex except during one designated 12-hour period each year. It is a premise that could have supported satire, dystopian comedy or even something darker. Instead, Will Gluck uses it primarily as a playground for a glossy, feel-good romance, and the result is funny enough to keep things moving even when the story itself starts to fall apart.

At the centre of this romantic comedy are Owen and Allie, played by Callum Turner and Monica Barbaro. Owen is a pizzeria owner who enters the night expecting to spend it with his girlfriend, only for that relationship to collapse before the evening properly begins. Allie, meanwhile, is a singer who enters the city's annual frenzy with considerably more freedom and confidence.

Their paths cross under circumstances that should probably make them avoid each other entirely, yet the two quickly settle into an unlikely companionship. What follows is a long night across New York, filled with strangers looking for connection, people trying to exploit the unusual circumstances and two people who seem far more interested in each other than they are willing to admit.

The film's greatest strength is its leads. Barbaro and Turner have the kind of easy screen presence that can make thin material feel more substantial than it is. Turner gives Owen an awkward sweetness beneath his slightly lost exterior, while Barbaro makes Allie confident without turning her into the obligatory rom-com fantasy woman who exists only to disrupt the hero's life. Their chemistry does much of the heavy lifting. There is even a sequence involving pizza-making that finds an unexpectedly playful way of turning an ordinary activity into a moment of sexual tension. It is hardly revolutionary, but the two actors sell it.

That chemistry is fortunate because the screenplay often gives them very little to work with. The film wants the audience to believe that Owen and Allie are becoming important to each other over the course of a single night, but the emotional progression is more convenient than convincing. There is an attraction, there is banter and there are enough romantic obstacles to keep them apart, yet the relationship never quite develops the emotional specificity that would make the final destination feel earned. The pair look good together and play off each other well. That is sometimes enough for a romantic comedy, but it is not enough to make one memorable.

The film, however, is much more successful when you stop trying to make sense of it.

Its world is filled with amusing little details about a society that has reorganised itself around this bizarre annual event. The shortage of condoms, for instance, becomes one of the film's running jokes, even if the idea becomes increasingly difficult to take seriously. People have had an entire year to prepare for this one night, yet the film repeatedly treats basic logistics as though nobody could have anticipated them. There is something inherently funny about the sheer absurdity of it, even when the world-building does not withstand much scrutiny.

That is also where One Night Only reveals its limitations. The central law raises far too many questions for the film to simply ignore them. Who created it? Why does society accept it? How exactly is it enforced? What happens to those who break it? The film occasionally gestures towards the consequences, but it is never particularly interested in examining the machinery behind its own premise. Instead, it moves quickly from one comic situation to another, hoping the audience will simply go along with it.

And, for the most part, that approach works if One Night Only is treated as pure fantasy rather than social commentary. There are sex jokes, plenty of awkward encounters and some deliberately outrageous situations. Some of the humour lands beautifully because the film understands how ridiculous its own set-up is. At other points, the jokes feel less sharp, particularly when the screenplay leans towards crude or misogynistic humour without finding a particularly clever angle. The comedy can be very funny, but it is rarely as consistent as the film seems to believe it is.

There is also an odd contradiction at the heart of the film. It creates a society obsessed with one night of sexual freedom, then spends much of its runtime suggesting that genuine connection is somehow more meaningful than the physical act everyone else is chasing. That is not an inherently bad idea. In fact, it could have made for a sweet romantic argument. But the film arrives at it without enough thought, making its larger ideas feel like extensions of the rom-com formula rather than something it has genuinely explored.

The supporting cast adds colour without always leaving much of an impression. Maya Hawke is given a role that mostly exists to set Owen's story in motion, while Julia Fox brings her familiar unpredictability to one of the film's more flamboyant encounters. The parade of supporting characters and cameos keeps the night lively, but few of them are developed enough to become memorable beyond their individual comic beats.

Still, there is an undeniable charm to One Night Only. Gluck knows how to make New York look inviting and alive, and the film has the bright, polished energy of a traditional studio romantic comedy. It is easy to watch, often genuinely hilarious and built around two actors who deserve better material than they are given here.

One Night Only is not a modern rom-com classic. It is too contrived, too thinly written and too uninterested in the consequences of its own premise to reach that level. But as a breezy fantasy about two strangers finding each other during one very strange night, it has enough warmth and laughter to make the journey worthwhile. Barbaro and Turner provide the spark however, the script simply never gives that spark enough fuel.