Review: Eighth Grade, 2018, dir. Bo Burnham

“Hey,” says the movie, “let’s all go back in time to our adolescence, when our skin resembled pizza bathed in grease and battered with a meat hammer, and everything we liked actually in retrospect really, really sucks, and social interaction felt as risky as giving yourself a half dozen paper cuts and sticking your limbs … Continue reading →

“How To Make Sense Of The Big Twist In ‘Sorry To Bother You'”

I’ve said it before, I’ll say it, uh, right here for a second time: I’m probably going to keep going back to Sorry to Bother You for the rest of the year and revisiting my feelings and interpretations of it. Having seen it but once, and having followed up that viewing by re-watching Repo Man and Tank Girl, … Continue reading →