We take our diet to new extremes this week. We don’t juice or do keto and we certainly don’t want to eat any nasty grapefruit, which would just make us all miserable, so we decided to eat hard-boiled eggs and bagels before discussing Requiem for a Dream. Is this film about making addicted people miserable just for misery’s sake or is there something in the story that makes the misery much more meaningful? We’ll let you ponder the film’s existential crisis. We’re going to lay off the hard stuff for now. The refrigerator needs our attention.