So I just got back from dying-from-cancer-land with the last movie, and now I’m off to my-brother-died-and-now-I-hate-myself-and-also-want-to-die-ville. Damn, man. These Oscar films are tough. Does every single one have to be such a downer? Even The Sound of Music had to insert an escape from Nazis at the end. Can’t we all just tra-la-la to…