First impression: a disease-of-the-week weepie about a widowed cancer survivor, the last tenant standing in a “ghost building” that can’t undergo urban gentrification until she vacates. But never judge a film by its trailer, as proven by this ravishingly realized study in filmed exasperation. Women’s pictures — those dark, intricately woven family melodramas that once ruled the screen — have long since mutated into the stuff Bridget Jones is made of. This is a happy exception. Watching Sonia Braga go down with the ship is a master class in underplayed restraint. No late-entry Streep vehicle in which one performance outshines all that surround it is this. If anything, the picture appears to have effortlessly directed itself. High praise to the ease and mastery with which filmmaker Kleber Mendonça Filho tells his story. When it comes to a contemporary women’s picture, this is more than just a Lifetime movie. It’s the movie of a lifetime. (2016) — Scott Marks