I genuinely needed a pick-me-up film. From the very start, I knew Lin Manuel Miranda's biopic on Jonathan Larson, the genius behind my favorite musical, Rent, was NOT a pick-me-up film. The man dies for fuck's sake. But I still went thinking something will pick me up from the sticky pool of anxiety and depression that I have brought myself into.
Did not work. Absolutely failed to get any serotonin from those. I thought, hey maybe Larson's drive to keep…