Men Who Enjoy Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist.

In spite of the fact that the screenplay for Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist was penned by a woman, its limp male influence is strengthened by the co-writer of the original story, David Levithan, the director, Peter Sollett, and, of course, that half “man” hybrid, Michael Cera. Establishing the trend of films that would set off an unwanted “indie romance” chain that would later go on to include 500 Days of Summer, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist is tailored to the “man” who aspires to be a musician and doesn’t seem to know that his entire romantic life is based on a hackneyed version of the plot of Romeo and Juliet (where the whole replacing an ex with someone shiny and new right away storyline occurs).

While some women might like to believe that a “man” who enjoys this film is someone with a “sensitive” side who understands how perfectly to create a mix tape (whatever format that may take in this epoch) that will speak to your soul and therefore your pussy, it really just means he is the very pinnacle of effeteness, drooping with the sort of softness that one wishes could at least apply to his dick, except that its presence clearly doesn’t exist. But then, what does one expect when a “man” looks to Michael Cera as a viable protagonist worth emulating?



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