Middle school is the worst. Eighth Grade gets it.

Finally, a movie about middle school that treats preteens like actual human beings

Elsie Fisher.
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Bo Burnham's wonderful new dramedy Eighth Grade is practically engineered to compel middle-aged dads to text their children as soon as they leave the theater, tearfully checking to see if they're doing okay. For me, it didn't help that I have a daughter the same age as the film's main character, 13-year-old awkward teenager Kayla played brilliantly by Elsie Fisher, and who just finished eighth grade herself. But my own personal attachments aside, this film is objectively brilliant. It deals with an age that is not easy to get right in entertainment. In fact, most films get it wrong. But Eighth Grade expertly captures those middle school growing pains every American kid for generations has endured.

In American cinema and television, more often than not, kids are plot-devices rather than fully-developed characters with their own complicated thoughts and feelings. Even stories that are about adolescents tend to age them too far up or down, based on what the narrative requires. Ten-year-olds, for example, are either precociously, ridiculously clever, or they have the interests and temperaments of kindergartners. And for some reason, they all attend schools that are either exaggeratedly dystopian or borrowed directly from 1950s sitcoms.

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Noel Murray is a freelance writer, living in Arkansas with his wife and two kids. He was one of the co-founders of the late, lamented movie/culture website The Dissolve, and his articles about film, TV, music, and comics currently appear regularly in The A.V. Club, Rolling Stone, Vulture, The Los Angeles Times, and The New York Times.