If anyone can speak to the “end of an era” nostalgia coursing through the legacy-minded 2026 Sundance film festival, its final edition in Park City and its first without founder Robert Redford, it would be Jay Duplass. Still, everyone is coping in their own way: mother Paige (Hope Davis) is throwing herself into her conservation work. Raiff, on the other hand, feels opaque; in memory purgatory, both he and the character seem out of their depths. Perhaps that’s a failure of my imagination, and those forced to endure the unthinkable will find something comforting and validating here. But for a film so sincerely intent on bringing us into the process of sibling grief, I still left a stranger.