HOLLYWOOD IS NOW AN EMOTIONAL SLAUGHTERHOUSE, and a new Sundance film is proof they are PROFITING off YOUR PAIN. Remember the heartwarming indie hits of the past? FORGET THEM. The industry’s new cash cow is the “TRAUMEDY,” a disgusting genre that grinds real human suffering into palatable, award-bait gruel. The latest offender, “See You When I See You,” isn’t just a movie—it’s a CALLOUS BLUEPRINT for mining personal tragedy for clicks and prestige, signaling the TOTAL COLLAPSE of authentic storytelling.
This film, from the team behind “The Big Sick,” tackles a sibling’s suicide. But don’t be fooled by its “earnest” facade. This is a calculated, THERAPEUTIC SNOOZEFEST designed to manipulate your tears while offering ZERO artistic risk. The protagonist’s journey is a predictable march from grief to a saccharine group hug, PEDDLING THE DANGEROUS LIE that complex trauma can be neatly resolved in 90 minutes. This isn’t healing; it’s EMOTIONAL VULTURISM.
The film’s very existence is a SHOCKING indictment of a bankrupt system. Where studios once championed bold voices, they now only fund safe, sorrow-drenched content that reduces profound agony to a narrative device. Directors like Jay Duplass have traded raw honesty for a cheap, made-for-TV aesthetic and ghostly visual effects, turning unbearable loss into a CINEMATIC SIDE SHOW. Audiences are being FED A DIET OF DESPAIR and told it’s nourishment.
This is the grim future of film: art not as exploration, but as a clinical, soul-crushing autopsey of grief performed for profit. The curtain has been pulled back to reveal an industry that no longer sees your stories, only your wounds, ready to be packaged and sold. YOUR TRAUMA IS THEIR NEW BLOCKBUSTER.




