Remarkable. Truly remarkable. This movie is astounding. In many ways I’m at a loss for words.
Helmed by comedian Bo Burnham, Eighth Grade follows Kayla Day (Elsie Fisher) in the last week of you guessed it. That awkward time of faux puberty, changing bodies, and zits.
This film is 100% show don’t tell. In many ways it’s incredibly mundane. Until you realize a simple dinner conversation was all one take meaning that young actress Elsie Fisher just out-acted anything you’ll ever do at thirteen. Seriously, why wasn’t she nominated for an oscar? I’m legit angry about it. Why wasn’t this movie nominated for an oscar?! It’s much better than Boyhood in my opinion. If not in scale than in focus.
Burnham perfectly captures a modern childhood. A morass of social media where how one presents themselves is of utmost importance. He is showing what these students have to grow up with now: active shooter drills that bore them, huge pressure to be overly sexual to the other sex, and the timeless desire of needing to be liked.
The films’ slow pace and subtle humor may be a turn off to some, but they’re missing out on something truly great. And god, Elsie Fisher. I hope she has a long career, because she is amazing. How funny was that banana scene?
3.5 out of 4 stars