I even hate Where's Fluffy. My former favorite band, now destined to be remembered for the rest of my life as the band I was listening to when I went down like the Titanic, ahem.
Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist was made into a movie released this summer, one that I'd really wanted to see (but never made it to Tribune). When I saw this come through on the rotating collection at the library, I figured I might as well at least read the book. It's a boy-meets-girl story, about two high schoolers having one long night in New York City, falling in and out of love while talking about music and suffering from intense adolescent angst. It's kind of like a High Fidelity for teens, really.
It was a fun story, about two not-at-all-mainstream kids, both coming out of bad relationships. They're both afraid, for different reasons, to get really involved with anyone else. It was sweet, and quirky, and I can totally see why Michael Cera was cast to play Nick in the movie version. However, it was also so intense, and it struck me that my life in high school was absolutely nothing like this. I mean, sure, I had crushes and thought about girls but I don't think I really had anywhere near this level of agony about it.
And also, lots of swearing. The movie was rated PG-13, but if they'd used all the language from the book I'm sure it would have been R. Loads of F-bombs, and plenty of all the rest. I guess some teenagers do talk like this, particularly when they're out partying and not around adults, but it was a bit much. That, and the making out, which was also quite a bit.
Nick and Norah take turns narrating the story, and it was a good way to get inside both of their heads and see how things played out and what they were each thinking. It kept my interest once I got going, but it wasn't great either.
Fed to jonathan's brain | October 09, 2009 | Comments (0)