For Netflix (or today's documentary) standards: very short, very specific. But can you really fault them? It's ~20 minutes of peeking behind the curtain of end-of-life decisions in a hospital, so well filmed that I had to check to make sure this wasn't a fictional account. The music and tone was fairly somber throughout, and the opinions of the people were varied. Some people got more treatment than others, which is just the nature of the case here. We got a grand total of maybe 60 seconds of a 38-year-old new grandmother. We got maybe 90 seconds of a homeless man. We see some religious folk with conflicting desires about trusting the will of God in death versus wanting to give their loved ones a fighting chance at staying alive and being miraculously healed. On the other side of things, it is a bit unsettling that the doctors sometimes seem to take such a (for lack of better description) careless attitude towards the sick and dying. By the end, I was glad I watched it, and I was glad it was only ~20 minutes. It was sad enough as it was, and drawing it out would either make it even sadder or make it... well, drawn out.