A garden gnome, smashed like a piñata, spills Ecstasy tablets all over the ground.
And Dax’s camera puts you right in the middle of it all, as everyone pumps fists and tongue kisses and smashes their way through other bodies that are packed into the bottle-strewn kitchen, the whole scene backlit with the kind of dank glow that spells ”Too much fun” or maybe, if you’ve had enough tequila, ”Where the hell am I?” An angry dwarf shows up and gets shut in the oven, then bursts out to extract his revenge (guess which of the revelers’ body parts he’s just short enough to keep hitting?).
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Even the nicest girls know how to shotgun a beer. The crowd expands into a throng that turns into a sweaty, writhing horde.
The party, after being advertised via mass e-mail, turns into a magnet for babes out of a Girls Gone Wild! segment, who of course strip off their tops to leap into the pool, where the camera can ogle them all the better. The difference being that the going-all-the-way gambits have now been wrapped in a kind of lively ersatz documentary of excess. It’s a trope out of the License to Drive teen-pulp comedies of the Reagan era (how long will it be before that car gets trashed?), and so is everything else in the movie.
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You could call the main three a junior Hangover trio, and you’d be right, except that the real giveaway to the kind of movie Project X is arrives when Thomas’s father warns him not to lay a finger on Dad’s cherished Mercedes. The group’s one other cohort remains off screen: His name is Dax, and he’s the guy behind the camera (”He’s gonna make us look pimp!” says Costa). And JB (Jonathan Daniel Brown), the tubby mouth-breather, is the harmless mascot along for the ride. Costa (Oliver Cooper), his best friend, is the group spark plug, the David Krumholtz-Curtis Armstrong character - a derisive noodge who speaks in hip-hop put-downs. He’s a dork in attitude, though just tall and good-looking enough that he doesn’t seem pathetic. Thomas (Thomas Mann), the one turning 17, whose parents are going away for the weekend, is the dutiful son who has promised - oh, has he promised! - not to mess up their home. In suburban Pasadena, three exceedingly ordinary high school dudes stage a birthday bash for one of them, even though they’re hardly the sort of guys that you’d expect to attract a hot crowd.
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