Review: Eighth Grade
A Coming-of-Age LandmarkAs a Wellingtonian, making the two and half hour trip to Masterton to see Eighth Grade at the only theatre showing it this side of the country was more than worth it. Bo Burnham proves his chops as a writer more than a director, but the camerawork is interesting enough to stop a viewer getting visually exhausted. Elsie Fisher is leagues ahead of any of her costars, which isn't to say any supporting performances do anything less than excellent, but Fisher brings every word to life genuinely, passionately, with the kind of restraint uncommon in most actors I've seen. I can't give enough credit to the screenplay, rarely have I had a conversation with someone about a movie that strongly reminded me of the kind of dialogue within it. I'm not a girl, I'm not american, I don't attend middle school, but the main character's experience rings painfully true to mine in many ways, obvious and subtle, and I think this film will make a lot of people from my generation feel the same. A great one to watch with the parents, with the kids, with friends, but only alone if you're feeling brave. I'd give it a 9/10, but closer to an 8 than a 10.