I’ve never seen Twilight or parts of its affiliated franchise. I probably won’t either. So, through the majority of Adventureland I sat around wondering two things. First, how the filmmakers paid for all the music that was used and who had conned Ryan Reynolds into being a part of the cast. Of course, after figuring out who Kristen Stewart was that last question isn’t really applicable.

Despite my relative disassociation with whatever popular culture passes for, the reason Adventureland was playing on my small screen at roughly two in the morning didn’t totally spring from sleep depravation. While boredom no doubt had a part in it, the viewing was predicated on the fact that Jesse Eisenberg is basically being presented as Michael Cera, albeit a bit less attractive and a bit more Jewy. That Zombieland thing was just barely watchable, but again late night’s, empty as dark, prompt odd viewings.

Either way, Cera has basically been relegated to the ghetto of that one character he sussed out back on Arrested Development. There’ve been random indie-styled updates, but there’s not been a tremendous shift in his displays of acting acumen. So, it’s odd that there’s a need for what amounts to another Michael Cera. And it’s not that Eisenberg’s not a decent actor – although not as consistent as the dude he’s being modeled on – it’s just that there really can’t be too many of the same character running around at the same time. That’s called overkill. And it’s the surest way to kill anything decent.

Whatever my view on the Hollywood – or Miramax – machine churning out dudes as well meaning, but redundant, Adventureland wasn’t too bad a time killer. The aforementioned soundtrack is pretty consistently entertaining, if not a bit fey. But the film’s supposed to be taking place in 1987.

Focused on the summer jobs of lackadaisical college aged kids, it’s another return-home all mature kinda features. Eisenberg’s character meets Stewart’s, the two become involved with everyone overacting and the relationship falling apart before the summer’s even at an end. Everyone goes back to school – accept Eisenberg whose family has found itself in financial straights.

But with such a downer current running rough shod over the final twenty minutes of the film, it wasn’t a difficult guess that the film’s protagonist was set to board a bus and hunt down his love. As cheesy as that sounds, it would have been a far sight better if the reunion hadn’t taken place on a dark, rainy evening. That was a bummer. More than getting screwed in another passing relationship.