There is an elegant, simple beauty in documentarian Errol Morris's affectionate portrait of his friend, soft-spoken, 80-year-old Elsa Dorfman, in his new film.

The mood is light and breezy, with Dorfman being as funny as she is candid. But there's an inescapable air of sadness lurking beneath the surface.

Morris must go into Dorfman's home court, the cozy backyard studio where she has decades worth of work stored. As a result, he gets a more intimate portrait of an unassuming artist whose pictures are far bigger than her ego.