Grade: C | Imagine a movie, “‘Garden State” Meets ‘The Graduate.'” Now imagine that movie directed by a teenie-bopper Woody Allen. That movie would begin with an emo break-up between the young and attractive Adam Brody and Elena Anaya in an L.A. diner. Tears, trendy music and a quarter-life crisis later, Brody’s character would step out of SoCal for the first time in his life and into the Detroit suburbs, the “land of women,” where grandmothers wait to die and cross-generational romance still runs wild.

That is “In the Land of Women,” an “inspir-indie” film from the land of “Garden State,” “Lost In Translation” and all movies that take troubled, white twenty-somethings through undefined relationships with eccentric characters. Not that “ITLOW” fails to stir “alternative” emotions like the others, but it was neither bold nor interesting enough to be considered a hit by any standard.

Instead, we get to see Brody schmoozing with Meg Ryan in the supermarket, daughter Kristen Stewart on the football field and Anaya in the coveted bedroom scene. He pouts over the phone, gets punched in the face – basically anything that gives ex-“OC” star Brody a chance to act in his patented “adorkable” style for an hour and 40 minutes, something that may have gotten many unsuspecting fans into an otherwise off-beat film.

What most viewers didn’t know, because of the misleading movie posters and trailers with Brody and high-school princess Kristen Stewart, was that there would be a lot more intellectual banter and death than the teen romance they expected.

That would not be a bad thing if “ITLOW” had replaced the trademark chick-flick formula with a plot or characters more appealing. I appreciate artfully not being told what to feel, but bold films get bold reactions, and “boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets girl” is more universally stirring than “boy introspects, however unsuccessfully, while women love him and some die.”

It is ultimately a film about being a 27-year-old white male dealing with the problems other people have. Brody, with very few problems, becomes the multi-generational confession box for the women of the movie.

It is good to see a film try to be more than just another romance, and “ITLOW” could be used as a gateway drug to more serious Cinema (with a capital “C”), but most likely it will be a rainy Sunday afternoon movie good for a couple of laughs.