It’s simply exquisite. Zhao’s camera hovers around Fern as if pulled in by the gravitational force that is Frances McDormand.
Everyone has a reason they’re here and all of them are grieving: grieving the loss of a job, grieving the loss of their parents, grieving the eventual loss of their own life, or in Fern’s case, grieving the loss of her husband and the life they shared together. In a way, she’s stuck here, only because she’s not ready to stop grieving and let go of the memories of her Bo. “And that’s okay.”