Eighth Grade

After seeing very depressing paean to one percenters Crazy Rich Asians, I had to clean my palette, so I rushed to see Eighth Grade for its limited run.  My thirst for authenticity was thoroughly satisfied.  I do not have daughters, but I have several nieces near this age and screen time with Elsie Fisher expressed exactly their precious precarious lives.

My question: do any girls this age really have no friends?  Even the oddest of oddballs seem to find a misfit twin.  Also, is the cruelly cool Kennedy too much of a caricature out of Mean Girls? I feel she does not fit the true tone of the film. But these questions I must direct to the scholars of these squishy years: my nieces.

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