52 Films by Women Vol 10. 33. THE INVITE. (Director: Olivia Wilde)

 

Pictured: Angela (Olivia Wilde, centre) and Joe (Seth Rogen, standing) listen to their guests with interest in a scene from the marital comedy, 'The Invite', adapted from the 2020 Spanish film, 'Sentimental' by screenwriters Rashida Jones and Will McCormack and directed by Olivia Wilde. Still courtesy of A24 (US) / Black Bear (UK)

The Invite, adapted by screenwriters Rashida Jones and Will McCormack from Cesc Gay’s 2020 Spanish film, Sentimental (English title ‘The People Upstairs’), feels like a personal project for actress-turned-director Olivia Wilde. Wilde was publicly humiliated by or on behalf of her estranged husband Jason Sudeikis in the run-up to the release of her 2022 psychological thriller, Don’t Worry Darling, whose request for child custody was served to her while she was on stage at Comic Con. Wilde knows something of the pain of a relationship that has run its course. She channels this into her filmmaking. The bulk of The Invite is set in a San Francisco apartment that is home to Joe (Seth Rogen), Angela (Wilde) and their teenage daughter Maggie, who is out at a sleepover.  Wilde, who is noticeably growing as a filmmaker with each successive movie – The Invite is her third as director – keeps the action visually and aurally interesting. It isn’t always subtle, yet, for example, I found myself counting the lamps in Joe and Angela’s front room – all six of them.

The opening looks as though it has been shot on ‘ends’ – that is the section on a reel of film where the image disappears leaving only the sound. Joe is at the piano. Angela is laughing. The tune, a melancholy one, isn’t quite there but you sense the fun in the couple putting it together. But Joe is no longer engaged with his life. He is sitting in a concert hall listening to a bunch of musicians rehearse, unable to give them meaningful direction. ‘Do it again, a couple more times’, he tells them. The orchestra – uncredited as far as I could tell – are stunned. They are silent as Joe marches down the aisle, puts on his bicycle helmet and unfolds his folding bicycle. His grunting distress is only heard not seen – Wilde cuts to the orchestra watching him. Then the credits – a 1960s-style split screen montage – kick in. Joe cycling up a hill. Angela picking out some ham and purchasing a rug. By the time we get to the director’s credit, Joe arrives home and falls to the floor. ‘Shoes,’ Angela tells him as she walks from one room to the other.

Shoes are the last thing Joe is thinking about. He is in agony. Angela reminds him that the folding bike is supposed to help his back, at least when he pedals it. He helps himself to some cold cuts from the spread Angela has prepared. She tells him not to eat. They have guests.

So far, so much like a filmed play. Yet The Invite is unmistakably a film, in the tradition of Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner. Here, though it is attitudes towards marriage rather than race that are aired with the audience split between uptight Joe and curious Angela. You might consider Joe to be the film’s principal viewpoint character – he’s grumpy, sceptical, sarcastic but direct. Yet Angela commands a lot of our sympathy. We learn that she was the groupie who tracked down and married a musician, who had one hit with his band that was big in the day. But Joe doesn’t touch his piano anymore and doesn’t like to be reminded about his failed career. His default position is to retreat to his office, a mancave with a lot of records in it (12 inch, naturally) as well as a stash of marijuana, a signature Rogen thing.

Angela is upset that Joe has both forgotten the wine and that the neighbours are coming to visit their recently redecorated apartment. The classical pick and mix incidental music (by Devonté Hynes) underscores Angela’s hurt, and then some, becoming Angela’s weapon, a club by which she can beat Joe (metaphorically speaking). There is an amusing vignette in which Angela invites Joe to arrive home again – a do over, something she learnt from a podcast. He does so but ends up telling Angela that she should send the neighbours away. The music, accusatory violins, repeat their strident tone. By the time Angela changes her top and helps herself to the cheese – she has purchased jamon for her Spanish guest – the neighbours arrive.

They are Hawk (Edward Norton) and Piña (Penélope Cruz). He is laid back, affecting politeness and enthusiasm. She is a truth-telling fireball. Of the cast, Cruz is the odd one out – she is the only one who hasn’t directed a film – but she has a powerful presence. Not only is she confident in herself but she has a way of explaining menopause - using two olives to represent testicles to ask Joe to imagine them shrivelled up and hanging useless for decades - that makes Joe and all the men in the audience think twice about joking about it. For his part, Joe has beef with the couple. Their lovemaking – specifically Piña’s orgasms - has disturbed his sleep, and he wants to talk to them about it. Angela would prefer if he were civil.


Pictured: Hawk (Edward Norton) admires Angela's rug, watched by his partner Piña (Penélope Cruz) in a scene from the American marital comedy, 'The Invite', directed by Olivia Wilde, who also co-stars. Still courtesy of A24 (US) / Black Bear (UK)

Joe is particularly needled by Hawk, whom he considers to be insincere. ‘Should I take my shoes off,’ he asks Joe. ‘I don’t give a f-k,’ Joe replies. As Joe explains later, he doesn’t believe anyone is named Hawk. Sure enough, Hawk’s birth name is Howard, by which time we think ‘Howard Hawk’ is a homage to the director of the screwball comedy, Bringing Up Baby (if you pluralise the surname). Indeed, everything might be ‘gay all of a sudden’, were not Hawk so insistent on playing Joe’s record. Joe refuses most emphatically.

What transpires are various shifts in dynamics. Joe loses the moral high ground when he denies ever complaining about said lovemaking – Hawk shows him the footage from their ring camera. But then Hawk describes seeing Angela walk naked past a window without a curtain. That made him think he could talk to Joe and Angela about his proposal. Indeed, Angela’s quasi exhibitionist behaviour, which shocks Joe by the way, might be considered the invite of the title.

In Gay’s film, the eponymous people upstairs are much younger than the protagonists. Hawk is older than Joe. Still, Joe is surprised to be included in Hawk and Piña’s proposal, which I shall not reveal out of respect for its comic impact. Joe and Angela’s response, which has caveats, powers the second half of the movie, as we learn that the objectionable sounds late at night do not come from Piña herself. In the meantime, she confronts Joe for looking at her in the elevator; did he think he was worthy? She also acquaints him with her tattoos – two calling birds on her back near her shoulder; Joe has tattoos of his own.

As Angela, Wilde shows a wide-eyed flair for comedy acting herself, whether standing in a bath fully clothed when giving Hawk a tour of the house or responding to Hawk’s effusive praise of her rug. She has questions about the proposal that betray her excited curiosity, but she also responds with practical energy. As Joe, Rogen turns into a nodding dog. ‘Thank you, thank you,’ he tells Piña, when they are alone, as if hyperaware he is sharing the screen with cinema’s heir to Italian actresses Sophia Loren, Gina Lollobrigida and Claudia Cardinale. We discover Piña’s profession and Hawk’s secret.


Pictured: Two couples (Olivia Wilde, Seth RogenPenélope Cruz and Edward Norton) getting to know each other - and perhaps then some - in the marital comedy, 'The Invite', adapted from Cesc Gay's 2020 film 'Sentimental' by screenwriters Rashida Jones and Will McCormack and directed by Olivia Wilde. Still courtesy of A24 (US) / Black Bear (UK).

As a melancholy comedy of manners that ends with a need to return a pie dish, The Invite provides a fair number of chuckles. Joe and Angela are faced with a hard truth about the state of their marriage, but the ending – also involving a piano - suggests they might be able to deal with it. There is another reading, that the opening is actually a flash forward and that the faded image represents the end. I’m not sure every viewer will come to that conclusion, but it makes the actual ending, which shows Angela at the piano, more subtle.

Reviewed at PictureHouse Central, Shaftesbury Avenue, London, Saturday 20 June 2026, 22:30 (‘The World’s Biggest All-Nighter, Vol 5) and at Curzon Riverside, Canterbury, Thursday 16 July 2026, 20:00 screening

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