
Isn't it funny that movies aren't really movies any more? Movies are more of a conceptual package of an attitude and persona. And that's okay. But if you want to get into people's heads and make them think, I think it would be more beneficial to everyone involved to make the attempts at selling an image to go deeper.
Nick and Norah would have been a broadening experience if I was still in high school. The jokes were only good because it emphasizes the current, awkward/confident humor. The use of Michael Cera as the fountain of this humor seems like a brutally ugly corporate tactic to bank in on his knack for playing a soft spoken smart ass.
The use of indie rock music in the film was pleasant, but it seemed too try hard. The film used the music heavily to give the audience a feel of a wild, teenage, emotional night. At the same time the periodic clashing of Norah's nomadic levels of confidence and Nick's undying longing for his ex-bitch of a girlfriend would fail to make you care about the outcome of their relationship. Albeit the acting was amazingly natural in almost all accounts.
This review is sparse but I guess that's okay because the movie felt sparse also. I don't have a lot to go on. But I'll do you one better, I won't drag on the end of this review like the end of the movie.
I give Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist 6 VIP passes out of 10.
Victor Penro






