In October, when Mariska Hargitay walked out to a full house of cheering audience members at a SCAD Savannah Film Festival screening of her documentary My Mom Jayne , tears started streaming down her face. The film had already debuted on HBO and made the festival rounds, having launched at Cannes. Still, she felt newly overwhelmed by the response. “There’s so much pain that we’re scared to go near — it’s like an open wound,” she said on stage in a post-screening Q&A. “But the fact of the matter is when we lean into these rough, hard, sharp edges, that’s where true freedom and beauty and liberation and self-love are — on the other side.” She describes the making of the movie as “like a psychic surgery.”

In October, when Mariska Hargitay walked out to a full house of cheering au

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