Project X

None of these people resembles any teen anybody really knows. And thank god for that.

An unhealthy strain of misogyny runs through the dialogue, and the film- makers' unquestioning acceptance of high-school one-upmanship fairly turns the stomach.

It is a failed attempt to analyze what it means to rebel in the twenty-first century, and as such ends up being a party, not for the ages or the record books, but instead for the dustbin of rancid ideas and concepts better left forgotten.

The movie has all the heft of a tweet, but Philips has made it look pimp and, until the police end the party, Project X really is a riot.

It's an all no-name cast of actors and actresses, culled from the depths of Craigslist.

So, is this merely an extreme teenage version of The Hangover, or is it another sign of the end of civilization as we know it?

Putting a twist on the ordinary, Project X also introduces promising new faces of teen comedy. [Full review in Spanish]

However shallow and lazy the execution is, Project X remains compelling by heralding the manic and voyeuristic instincts of a young man who is suddenly carefree.

This movie trying to be a knockoff of Superbad is exactly the point.

Hard to believe now, but there was a time when insurance companies like AMI were cool and the House of Pain meant something very different to Otago rugby.