I like to go into movies blind, knowing as little as possible about the film beforehand so I can see it with fresh eyes not blinded by the general "discourse".
Sometimes that can backfire.
I had no idea what this movie would be, and the limited marketing I've seen (the cover art with critic's quotes and it's brief appearance at the Oscars) gave me the wrong impression entirely.
I was expecting a wacky and imaginative comedy with maybe some "unexpected" pathos. Yeah, no, this is depression porn.
I wouldn't call the film manipulative, exactly, since from the start it makes it clear what we're in for. 66 minutes of the film hitting us over the head with "isn't this horrible?…