Without preciousness or platitudes, Winocour and Efira plumb the stark and sometimes painful truth of what it means to commit to the world of the living.

Although the impact of an atrocity such as the Bataclan attack is a shared, collective trauma on a national level, Winocour is at pains to point out that every experience is unique.

It’s powerful film-making, grounded by Efira’s enormous, often silent, central performance.

... The film also outlines the contours of a society for which the dead only matter if they have papers and light skin. [Full review in Spanish]