You know that sinking feeling you get, that seeps into your entire body, when a pilot announces you’re entering turbulence? You don’t even realize how unnerved you are until that seatbelt light shuts off and you can finally unclench. That’s how you’re going to feel the entire time you watch Get Out.

Jordan Peele’s film directorial debut is a gut punch that you’ll be thinking about long after you leave the theater.

It features Daniel Kaluuya – who was brilliant in Black Mirror and is just as mesmerizing here – as photographer Chris, who is nervous about heading into the suburbs to meet his white girlfriend (Girls’ Allison Williams) Rose’s wealthy family.

She playfully mocks his anxiety, insisting her family members are the “good kind” of white people, you know, the ones who would’ve voted for Obama had he been able to have a third term. Note – at one point her father (Bradley Whitford) literally tells Chris this, calling him the best president he’d seen in his lifetime (duh).

Chris puts up with such micro aggressions, being pleasant albeit still conveying his worries to Rose in private. She’s rightfully mortified and apologizes on behalf of her family – her collector father, psychiatrist mother (Catherine Keener), and her aggressive bro of a brother (Caleb Landry Jones) who seems strung out during a painfully awkward dinner conversation.

However, she can’t help but laugh at Chris’s conspiracy theories, insisting her family is more ignorant than harmful. I could go on and on about all of the plot points of this movie, but it’s so perfectly subversive and unnerving that I couldn’t bear the thought of spoiling it.

The acting is unbelievable. I mean, I’ve seen Girls and Peter Pan LIVE! but I didn’t know Allison Williams could like, really act. It’s something to see. And I’ve already mentioned Kaluuya’s greatness, but honestly his expressions make the movie. Sometimes hilarious, sometimes so painful you almost want to look away, it’s sincerely thrilling to see such amazing performances in a horror film, a genre so often overlooked.

The Carmichael Show’s LilRel Howery is a welcome comic relief, in a thriller that rarely lets up once it has begun. And the music is fantastic. Scratch that – every single sound in Get Out feels painstakingly orchestrated to create the highest tension possible.

From creepy songs you can’t get out of your head days later to the sound of a spoon tapping the side of a china teacup making you want to lash out in rage. But the best part of this movie is – it isn’t just a horror movie. The story is as timely and painfully resonant as it is frightening.

The movie is packed with strong social commentary full of inconvenient truths – particularly for white viewers – but is still wildly entertaining and downright scary. You’ll leave the theater really thinking about the dire strait the country is in, without feeling like you’ve just paid $16 for a lesson.

There are a lot of campy, lazy horror movies out there, and so when I find a good one, it’s almost physically impossible for me to stop myself from spreading it to the world like an evangelical. And let me tell you, Get Out is good. Lord help any of my family and friends who don’t see this movie, because they are going to be sick of hearing me talk about it.

Just do yourself a favor and go see it already.