A Still Small Voice is very hard to watch, but essential if you want to learn how to assuage grief. It’s also comforting if you’re going through it yourself. We follow chaplains as they hold the hands of patients, comfort the bereaved, and offer relief to fellow healthcare workers. But as much as the film centers on the superhuman compassion these chaplains offer, it also shines a light on how taxing the job can get. We see them perenially exhausted but, still, endlessly giving with their time and generosity. One in particular, Margaret, is troubled by this conflict: how do you set a boundary for yourself when the person you’re speaking to could die in an instant? How do you prevent yourself from being consumed with guilt? A Still Small Voice employs a fly-on-the-wall approach, but it’s still sensitively (if impartially) told.

The fortitude of the caretakers.