True man, true friend, love between friends - this film is about the best in people, and two men in particular. Truman is a great big dog, whose owner Julian is setting his affairs in order. Julian and his old friend Tomas who pays a last visit are straight hetero men, they love one another, show it and say so. The words "I love you" are freely spoken and accepted. But there are few histrionics in this story of a lonely man's final days. It weaves finely the emotions with the practicalities, realities with humour, Julian's marvellous luck in having a few loving people and a great friend, and Julian's bravery and fear. The topic of death is usually a wrench, but this instead is like a song full of loveliness; plus you learn some that's destined to come in useful, sooner or later. The pain is salved too by the soulful dog, first-class production and locations in Canada, Madrid and Amsterdam, a stylish sound track, and nice dark credits for drying any tears. It shows women in a somewhat less favourable light: must they be diminished, in brotherly love? Still, the film's questions are engaging: can we be more like these men without the end looming, and where will the soul like the dog find its home. A classic piece perfectly made, acted superbly, with a memorable screenplay, this will repay repeat viewings: there are a few drugs and a vigorous sex scene, otherwise you could have watched it with your smarter young teens, as well as the grown-ups. A polished gem about the inevitable: catch it while you can.