Eighth Grade ★★★★★

This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

This review may contain spoilers.

aren’t i always being myself?

this film is so genuine that experiencing it is cathartic. with a plot that isn’t really a plot and more a character-driven concept, eighth grade is tied together by how realistic it is. how true to itself it starts & stays. how you FEEL every emotion AS kayla goes through them; the embarrassment, the shame, the fear. that scene with the boy in the car chilled me before it even began. my friend & i were both shaking our heads & getting worked up the minute olivia left the car, because we knew what was coming (the fact that we live in a society where things like this are so normalized we’ve come to expect it is.. a conversation for another time). it was terrifying. it was suffocating. and that, undoubtedly, is the goal: to make us feel everything with her. the focus is so unashamedly on kayla— every movie has main characters, but this cast feels so small and puts kayla at the forefront throughout— that it forces us to take in all that is going on, no matter how messy or awkward or painful it may be. it transports us back to moments in our lives where we’ve felt the same, where we’ve wanted to be different. eighth grade feels less like a movie and more like an exersize in empathy and self-reflection. there’s something in this that hits hard for everybody. not to even mention the genius script & flawless performances. 
 bo burnham... fucking BRAVO bitch. wow.