Mission: Movies - Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist
Way back in the early days of this blog I told a story about my mission to watch a movie every day for a year. I won't bore you with all the details but, at the end of the day I wasn't successful but I was pretty close. My idea was to watch all these movies and to write a book. That book never came to be but much of it was written about the movies I did watch. Go check out Mission: Movies - The Doom Generation to get more info about this mission.
When Rizzo told me that she had finished reading the novel Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist and she wanted to watch the movie I knew that I had to share my little write-up about the time I watched this movie for my mission. I've included it without any edits to the original I wrote about nine years ago, including any typos or grammatical errors.
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist
Let me start off this little entry by exploring where I’m at tonight. I’m staying on the Eastern Shore of Virginia in a little town called Chincoteague. You may not have heard of it but this is a little island off the coast of Virginia. The beach is less than a mile down the road. I’m sitting out on the patio of a hotel room and enjoying the beach night air. And there is nothing more I wish in the world than to be running from bar to bar hanging out with good friends and a good girl trying to find the cool music.
It’s another night of slow replay for the Netflix, just like it was for watching 21 (I'll have to post this one sometime so this makes sense) but tonight I don’t care. It gives me time to write in free-thought instead of after the fact. I like that concept of being able to transpose my thoughts and feelings into words as they happen. Nick and Norah is the story of two people thrown together under unusual circumstances. So far I’m a little disappointed and a little excited. Let me get into that.
I hate Michael Cera. Okay, maybe that is a little strong, but I don’t think he is very talented as an actor. His roles are always the same. The sort of nerdy-indie guy trying to play it cool is his M.O. That’s okay for this flick as that is sort of the point. I’m digging his style as a guy trying to know the new big indie band or the next big thing and still the shy nervous guy. Let’s just say that I can relate as I tend to fall into the same category around a particular girl that I like. One would think that I’m too old for that kind of juvenile nonsense but it is true.
I also hate the reason for the tour of NYC. It’s a group of strangers thrown together to find a drunk chick that got lost in the city. I’m not particularly fond of the plotline. But that is okay.
What I do love is the story behind how a boy and a girl meet. This is going to sound like stupid, hopeless romantic nonsense but it seems like the perfect love story to me. A guy and a girl that share a passion for something come together, share a night and hopefully share much more. Like the Beatles said, “I want to hold your hand.” It’s true. I wish that would happen in real life. Nothing like a grown man weeping at a movie on the patio of a hotel. That would, of course, require that I would go out and do things, meet people, and experience the world. I suppose I could give it a try.
That’s enough with the self loathing nonsense from this guy. I’m sure you, my dear reader, you didn’t want to hear about my lonely heart and its need to be filled by sharing something special with a girl. Pick up this movie, it’s really good. Hell., Damn, Fart. There, that is more like it.