Like the other King docs, there is no narration, no interviews, no explanatory title cards except at the very beginning. Just the profoundly intimate documenting of people in their private moments... in this case, five terminally ill patients in palliative care at Toronto Grace Hospital. The film is, in a word, devastating. I haven't wept so much in a long time. A couple of the patients seem hopeless from the outset, the others start out fairly vibrant but gradually deteriorate into despair, resignation, and finally barely functional bodies. Although we see them at their most helpless and dependent, at the height of their suffering, the feeling aroused is not pity but heartfelt compassion for them and their loved ones. Most moving of all is Lloyd, whose brain tumor leaves him practically speechless, but the devotion of his lover is deeply affecting. A powerful, shattering piece of work.