Stacey is not Chinese. While his friends, the girls he tries to date, and all of China knows this, it somehow escapes his attention. This is problematic because Stacey, who was born in Shanghai and lived there for three months, has returned to his birthplace in the hopes of finding a job, a girl, and a Chinese name for himself. Sadly, he only has a 90 day visa, so if he can’t make things happen in three months, he’s going home for good. His American home isn’t a great place for him, as his mom is a European aristocrat who lives in America and has a predilection for screwing anything that sits still long enough. Meanwhile, his father is an extremely wealthy business owner in Shanghai, but Stacey wants to make his own way in the Orient without working for his father. As his confusion about his own ethnicity, his inability to speak the language, and his own bungling nature continually get in his way, he must try and figure out who he truly is. Thus begins Juan Vargas and Juliette McCawley’s first feature, 90 Days Visa.