Tommy Pistol and Aaliyah Love are best friends since college and totally platonic, much to the disbelief of their friends and lovers who can't fathom that the two have never gotten horizontal and don't intend to. When Love comes home to find her boyfriend in post-coital afterglow with Angela White, and Pistol's girlfriend Chanel Preston thinks their relationship needs "a break," the wheels start turning.

While Love and Pistol commiserate over drinks, Preston fucks co-worker Bill Bailey, telling him, "I've been wanting you for so long"—although it could be Pistol's daydream. In a weak moment Love and Pistol start to kiss, and then both back off awkwardly. Commiseration only goes so far. When Love tells roomie AJ Applegate she kissed Pistol, she squeals and encourages Love to follow up, but Love demurs: "It'll screw up our friendship." Pistol's buddy Small Hands invites him over to watch a game, and reacts to the news of The Kiss much like Applegate did. But when two ladies join them, Pistol splits ("I gotta take care of something") and leaves Love a voicemail to tell her they should talk: "Things got really weird, and that's dumb. I miss you and I really want to see you. I'll be at the bar till it closes."

When she gets the message, she comes to the bar. They come to terms with the new dimension in their friendship and then get together in a lengthy scene filled with knowing dialogue and chuckles that really plays like they have known each other for years but never Went There.

Mike Quasar accomplishes an award-worthy hat trick: direction, cinematography and screenplay. Notably, the screenplay crackles with clever dialogue. ("This was a mistake." "I was a mistake? Get ready. Work isn’t going to be awkward, it's going to be a fucking nightmare!") It also develops its premise logically and rewardingly, with the added tease that everybody but the protagonists has a sex scene until the final climactic set-to. Well done.

The infidelity angle and platonic-friends-fuck scenario make this a bad choice—a really bad choice—for couples, but everybody else should love it.