That perfect night out we all used to dream about or even experienced once upon a free from care time has been the focal point of many films and novels, but, however, in our time, such a moment has lost its magical touch as a just what the doctor ordered night became opposite to what the expert would literally recommend. An ordinary teens’ night out does not run very far from the classical drugs, sex and rock’n’roll which spiced up the lives of the most rebellious of us.

Although “Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist” concentrates on the same old topic, it does bring a bit of romance in the usual atmosphere, without risking to seem out-of-date or behind the nowadays times. It just moves away from those sassy, snobbish fashionistas and the arrogant, playboy hunks.

The movie directed by Peter Sollett reminds us of the times when young people were beautiful in their lack of glitziness and shallowness. The times when it appeared everyone was out having an amazing time and one wished to break out and join them. The times when the clock stopped and not even the watch on your wrist could ring the wake-up-from-your-dream call. The darkness was breathtaking, while the remote lights went down like candles. The music on the background was the best, even if the beats were only footsteps or car engines. One or two people would join and you would feel like the king of the world. But then morning would break easily and say out loud: “Go home!” and that’s where the night dream would stop.

“Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist” is here to bring to life again some of those moments. A lovable and sweet Michael Cera (“Superbad,” “Juno”) fills the nerd-ish shoes of Nick O’Leary, a lovesick chap who can’t get over a dreadfully phony girl (whom he considers to be one-of-a-kind) who left him months before. He keeps on burning playlist CDs while thinking of her and that sort of wraps up his current life. On the other hand, Norah Silverberg, superbly impersonated by Kat Dennings, is that well-known kind of beautiful girl who no one thinks is even cute, because she is far from being swanky, feisty and ostentatious. Thus, it doesn’t even cross her mind that she looks pretty, as she considers herself a gauche, graceless bighead.

In spite of the lead actors’ great performances, the story is not as complex as it should be so as to offer their “Infinite Playlist” the right, finishing touch. Their great night takes place in Manhattan, while they are trying to make it to a rock gig that is to be held in a clandestine spot. Many complications arise and all of them are funny in a comic-less manner or chaotic in an awkward way.

The date does not start as good as you would normally expect, but it gradually becomes better to eventually be seen as the best. Bringing Michael Cera and Kat Dennings together guarantees most of the film’s charm, while the cuteness and gentleness between the two makes up for everything their characters’ “Infinite Playlist” lacks.