So often, a film struggles to do one, maybe two things right; when it succeeds, it is the rare achievement to be celebrated. Many a film has imploded under its own weight should it foolishly attempt grander goals, and it's usually not a pretty sight- and a worse experience. Biutiful goes after the whole damn ball of wax, and grabs it whole- quietly, wholeheartedly and in all the intensity life has to offer. No bells, no whistles- not a car chase, bullet or explosion to be heard or seen.
This one stays with you.