"At the end of the day, it's not anyone's death."
The Reaper arrives in the Argentine countryside with a list of names to cross off before sunset. However, nature itself seems to conspire against his routine. Among stubborn old men, violent gauchos, and brothers playing russian roulette with a chicken, The Death begins to feel frustrated because nothing goes as planned. For finally, confronts the idea that perhaps his role in the world isn't solely to take lives.