In general, I’d like to consider myself an honest person. Most of the time, if you ask me my opinion, I’m gonna give it to you straight. It also doesn’t help that I’m a terrible liar, and usually, I’ll start bursting out laughing or smile really widely if I tell a lie, and it’s a dead giveaway. For the past three years, however, I’ve gotten surprisingly good and lying to my parents about my well-being at school, even if they can sometimes tell what’s up.
Eighth Grade, a movie that accurately depicts the lives of middle school students, is rated R, meaning that actual middle school-aged teenagers need to have accompanied by an accompanying parent or adult guardian to see it. I saw Eighth Grade with my little brother who just graduated from eighth grade. At the local theater where we saw it, they had a new sign reiterating the establishment’s prohibition policy, obviously a result of teenagers wanting to see the movie. Interest among teenagers across the country led the studio behind the film to offer special free all-ages screenings in all fifty states, which had so many young attendees that some theaters had to quickly add second screenings to accommodate them. The movie has gone from being shown in four theaters nationwide a few weeks ago to over a thousand theaters this week.