When a musician named Nick (Michael Cera) has troubles getting over his ex-girlfriend, he resorts to making mixtapes for her. But she simply throws away these tapes, leaving her friend Norah (Kat Dennings) to dig them out of the trash. Norah finds herself falling in love with a boy she has never met. Then, a mysterious band named “Where’s Fluffy” has a hidden show somewhere in New York City. Nick and Norah are set on a collision course of love when both teens set out to find Fluffy.

Without spoiling anything, Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist is a run-of-the-mill teenage romcom. But there is something weird here. Although the main characters and all their friends are in high school, they don’t have to be? What I mean is, besides the first scene in the high school and one mention of someone dating a “college boy,” there is almost no point to having the characters be high schoolers. Seriously. They spend the entire movie out and about in New York City. Going from party to party. Chasing drunk girls and getting caught up in past relationships. It almost does not make any sense for them to be in high school. I feel that they should not be allowed to any club as a seventeen year old, let alone order drinks at those bars. It just feels like the movie forgets that they are high schoolers and makes them a more appropriate age for going out on the town. Which makes the ending a little less awkward. Because one of the major revelations of the film is having a woman achieve her first orgasm. And it’s played off as a sweet moment, but it sort of just comes across as awkward.

I give Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist a 2.5 out of 4. Nick & Norah is a sweet little story all-in-all. The main characters are very likable and the story has plenty of layers. Whether following the mysterious band’s appearance, chasing down a drunken friend that continually loses and finds gum, or Nick and Norah themselves, the story is cute. It’s an easy watch and a fun little romcom. But it ends up just being another Michael Cera being awkward role and that’s about it. This movie feels like just another mid-2000’s awkward teenage romcom. It’s fun for what it is, albeit forgettable. To be crass: the movie wants to have a strong finish, much like a woman’s first orgasm, but it sort of just flounders finding that powerful ending.