Well, a bit of death in this almost a docudrama. First, you'll see a dead family member (obviously dead quite a while) sitting on the floor propped against the wall. That is a holdover from historic animistic Christianity where you continue a remembrance by having them around. The smell, obviously, is quite strong especially in the old days of rubbing the body w/leaves, but less so now w/formalin. Mostly found in the Toraja region of Sulawesi, Indonesia. I wonder what the Indonesian Muslim views are this practice? The other storyline is showing an alone rural female standing her ground when faced w/male attackers. She certainly found an interesting way of expressing her MeToo sentiments. Would have liked better clarity in certain parts of the film especially in how it concludes.