Part coming-of-age film, part social anxiety horror movie, Bo Burnham's Eighth Grade brings back uncomfortable memories about the most awkward year spent growing up for just about everybody. Everybody except for Luke, that is, who is a freak for actually liking middle school. Regardless, even he couldn't help but cover his eyes when witnessing all the awful experiences that come with being a teen again. In the end, somehow the guy who started out making vulgar raps about math and Helen Keller on YouTube released the most relatable film of the year, so never stop following your dreams. As long as those dreams include listening to Talk Movies To Me.