There not getting depressed over the movie they are getting depressed over there shitty life.
Watching the movie made them realize that.
I mean this is like half of fandom these sorts. Except its usually not this explicit.
Yeah that is true, imagine if you were a feces living in a toilet, then suddenly the old hag who made you remembers to flush.
Then imagine your stinky self being transported to the sewage system, and then out to a beautiful river. Sunlight hits your feces, stunning vegitation surrounds you and you experience the wonders of life.
Then you flow onto the river bank and enjoy the warm radiation of the sun. But as you melt on the hot sand, a junkie with the munchies spots you.
The junkie, thinking he has found a delicious piece of chocolate fudge, consume you in seconds, taking no prisoners.
As the day progresses the junkie starts to notice the unmistakable smell of shit from his mouth, and starts to feel a bit iffy in his digestive system. Suddenly he gets diarrhea, and runs towards a nearby cabin trying to find somewhere to leave his treasure and spots an outside toilet.
As the junkie tries not to spray the walls, you swirl down his intestines, growing in size, then you see the light. You swirl through his second entrance, gushing in every direction, as you land on a bed of old shit.
The junkie zips his pants and walks away, ready for new adventures and jail sentences.
But, you, you are stuck on top of a pile of shit for the rest of your existence, as the owners of the cabin are long gone. And every now and then you are reminded of the beautiful life outside as another junkie takes a dump in your face...
If that happened to you lucifer, wouldn't you feel like shit too?