Natasha and I caught a showing of “Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist” on Friday night, and really enjoyed it. The music throughout the film was really great – even though I admit I’m too old to chase bands around all night, I still love discovering hipster indie music and sharing it with my friends. Watching the film brought out a sense of nostalgia – I remember a lot of late nights at Zaphods, catching cool garage band acts and following it up with strong coffee and french fries at Dunn’s. For a little while, I was extra super ultra cool, discovering bands in far-flung music halls in Vancouver and Winnipeg and Los Angeles.

We’re talking about nostalgia for a period of my life that was like, 7 years ago. How sad that all of my coolness evaporated as soon as I turned 30! One of these days I’ll shave my beard off and go mingle with the hip kids and download all their iPod track lists.

Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist

Anyhow – the movie was excellent. Good pacing, lots of fun. Worth at least renting. I found the sex scene gratuitous – you know it’s true love when you let a veritable stranger grope around in your pants. Meh. And it’s weird that these mid-20’s actors are playing high-school kids. The dialog was really high-school, but I remember being older when I was running around downtown at 4 in the morning. Where are these kids’ parents? Won’t anyone think of the children!!!

See? Totally uncool as soon as I turned 30!