Farsi hasn’t made a rhetorical film of persuasion -- anyone who needs a name and a face to be moved by reports of killings is beyond persuading -- but a personal memorial for a friend and a public archive of that friend’s work.

Simultaneously heartwarming and heartbreaking, it is one of the best movies of the year, despite being made on a shoestring budget under challenging circumstances.

You’ll feel loss, but the afterimage of this singular woman’s belief in finding light is what will burn.

The documentary holds a harrowing Schrödinger’s Cat-state of paradox: we are watching a young woman we now know is dead passionately assert her life.