Sassy, savvy and wistful, it throws two strangers together for one wild, unsupervised edge of night in Manhattan, a evening of searching for a lost, drunken moll and a mysterious, mythic stripe that's about to take the role an impromptu gig. Much of this takes diggings in nightclubs that clearly never pasteboard anybody because the outstrip characters are too young to drink, but that's OK. They're edgy, with it kids who don't do drugs, rot-gut or tobacco. Nick (Michael Cera) has just been dumped. Norah (Kat Dennings) is only again at a canteen where Nick's strip is playing.
She goes to teaching with Nick's ex, Tris (Alexis Dziena, believably impecunious and cruel). She's been picking Nick's ardent unite CDs out of a debris can that Tris has dumped them in. Imagine her back on his that the gink she begs to be her boyfriend "for 5 minutes," just to move Tris, turns out to be the sensitive, beautiful but still shell-shocked Nick. Norah has a pal, Caroline, transformed by actress Ari Graynor into the funniest underage blond dipsomaniac in New York City.
She goes off with Nick's bright bandmates (a cunning touch), who give up her. And Nick and Norah -- whom the combination and we differentiate were meant to be together but who can't seem to link -- must energy hither and yon through the tenebrosity in Nick's battered yellow Yugo, which every alcoholic in Soho thinks is a taxi. There's a lot more of "Juno" about this Peter Sollett cloud of the Rachel Cohn-David Levithan unusual than just the casting of boy-next-door Cera. The talk is fast-talking and too-too cute, emotional of put-downs and hipster-kid idiom about JAPS (Jewish American Princesses, which Norah indulgent of is) and "bridge and tunnel" boys (non-Manhattanites). She's Englewood, and Nick is Hoboken. It'll never work.
Except that we recognize it will, in defiance of the berserk odyssey Caroline leads them on, staggering from followers railway station to gutter to toilet. It's smart. It's romantic. It's not coarse, crude, sexist or homophobic. It's "High Fidelity" meets "Sixteen Candles," not that mediocre teens will make out that. But they won't lack to.
"Nick and Norah" is their generation's "Say Anything." Don't let them hold it to themselves.
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