Most Depressing Film I've Seen in Years

Rating: 5/10 (4 December 2018)

The main character is a passable folk singer who is grieving the suicide of his former partner, as he tries to find success in the early 60s folk scene of Greenwich Village.
He has alienated almost everyone he knows. As the week of his life unfolds, a series of mishaps involving two cats and two awful traveling buddies just adds to the misery.
Even his few crumbs of good luck are tainted with guilt and more misfortune.
What's the point of this movie? A great cast with great performances, wasted on a drudge of a story that wallows in sadness. Was the early 60s folkscene really so grim?