This is a well-acted but one-sided coming-of-age queer drama.

There’s a lot to appreciate about the new coming-of-age queer drama “Girls Like Girls,” like the performances from the young actresses and how the 2000s setting represents their turmoil. You’re guaranteed a raising action being hinted on the fact that one of them can’t come out of the closet, and the other is affected by how she handles the drama. Even in our generation, there are still those who can’t, and I can’t fathom that.

But I think this movie is one-sided, because we only get the perspective from one girl and very little out of the other one. I like to know more about both of them, and there isn’t enough time to do so in the 90 minute frame. The girl to get the most perspective is Coley (Maya da Costa) who is still troubled by the death of her mother and lives with her widowed absent father (Zach Braff). As the film begins, she is sitting at a diner table alone with her headphones and iPod, but is invited to join a group of teens to a lake. It starts out poorly when the jock Trenton (Levon Hawke) throws her in the water as a joke and she starts to leave very disillusioned. However, one of the girls, Sonia (Myra Molloy), feels bad and wants a do-over between them.

They start messaging each other on their desktops (remember when we had AOL Instant Messenger?), spending time with each other, discussing about their own family dramas, and maybe even falling in love. As they both say: “Olive juice” and “Olive juice, you too.” But then, at a party, things go down south for them, and Coley is disillusioned. And maybe that isn’t the only issue she’s facing, because she doesn’t feel like she’s normal, is stuck questioning about the meaning of love, and struggles with how her father handled their family back then.

“Girls Like Girls” is the directorial debut of Hayley Kiyoko, who also wrote the book, and is an actress and country singer. And she also wrote the screenplay with another actress named Stefanie Scott and “Watcher” filmmaker Chloe Okuno. There are times when we feel some musical spirits, when she has the girls listening to songs and when we get to see a CD case (and “Cats” on Broadway is one of them). It should elevate Coley and Sonia’s chemistry, and it does.

I’ve never heard of these young actresses, but I still think da Costa and Molloy are both terrific and emotional in the sense that love may be discovered but certain time periods and circumstances might threaten that. But the problem with the screenplay is that we mostly see Coley’s side and less of Sonia’s. We do acknowledge that she wants her mother to have better judgement of her and that she has friends-both boys and girls-that she can’t talk to about her interests, but both elements aren’t really explored. I want to get to know both of the girls and how they represent young lesbians in a certain time period, and I’m not really acknowledging everything.

The filmmakers and stars are charming and consistent enough to make “Girls Like Girls” emotional, but I think it should do more than just have the girls swimming and crying periodically. I don’t really olive juice this movie as much as I should.