Stephen Fry travels to Ukraine to look at what the war has done to the country's mental health, not its front lines. He sits with soldiers back from combat, civilians displaced from bombed towns, and the doctors and volunteers trying to treat trauma with resources stretched thin by an ongoing invasion. Fry, who has spoken publicly about his own struggles with bipolar disorder, uses that background to ask direct questions rather than deliver commentary, and the film follows him into hospitals, shelters, and makeshift counseling sessions where patients describe what shelling and displacement have done to their sleep, their memory, and their sense of safety. The war itself stays in the background as sound and rubble rather than spectacle; the camera stays on faces and on the strain of trying to hold a country together psychologically while it is still being shelled. It ends without tidy resolution, on the scale of a problem that will outlast the fighting.