This film could be depicted as “a funny story about death” or, in contrast, “a sad story about a funny coffin-maker”. All his life the hero of this film has lived in his native small Armenian town; all his life he has made coffins for his neighbors. He could write a novel about what is a “good coffin”. But he understands that nobody should write a “coffin-novel” or make a documentary about a coffin-maker because a man must just live a good life and at the end of his life just lay to rest in a good coffin.