Directed by
Jet Chiranand.
This low-budget independent comedy is set at a post-finals house party, where a young dental student named Jet (writer/producer/director Jet Chiranand) is persuaded to forget about his longtime crush on his lab partner, Alexis (Amanda Armando), by best friend Xavier. Xavier's theory is that with the school year over, Alexis has moved on with her new boyfriend Ross, so Jet should find a girlfriend as well. Alexis, on the other hand, wants to dump Ross in favor of Jet. Holly, her roommate and best friend, persuades her to go after Jet just as Jet is trying to pick up other women, and the film traces the night of the party as Jet and Alexis pursue separate trajectories before finally coming together. ~ Robert Firsching, All Movie Guide
Review by All Movie Guide
All Movie Guide
is neutral about it.
Unwritten Rules is competently made for its budget, and contains some fairly amusing set pieces. If there's a problem with the film, it's that Chiranand the director didn't rein in Chiranand the hammy actor. His character is so obnoxious and over-the-top that one wonders why any woman would give him the time of day, let alone become as obsessed with him as Alexis is presented as being. Strutting around and exclaiming "par-tay!" and "you da man!" every few seconds, Jet is a ridiculous peacock among a pretty sedate crowd, and it requires a real suspension of disbelief to see him not being slapped in the face and ridiculed all night, let alone being the most popular person at the party. Martin Mapoma comes off much better as the ludicrous Xavier, who gives advice like "no one says 'cutie-pie' anymore. They prefer 'chick' or 'babe.'" His theories about dating and attempts at hooking Jet up with a series of young women provide most of the film's humor, at least until he gives Jet a date-rape drug and has him slip it into a woman's drink, not a particularly amusing twist. At the point when Jet starts stuffing various objects down his pants to appear well-endowed (or maybe the part where he vomits, or when he masturbates into a plastic sandwich bag), one prays that Alexis finds herself a more suitable boyfriend. Naturally, she doesn't, and there hasn't been a creepier romantic liaison since
Kissed. The film is still entertaining enough, but for all the wrong reasons. ~ Robert Firsching, All Movie Guide