Baskethead

Wanda Bean is a 28-year-old funeral director and taxidermist living in Dinkle, Texas, population 1,297. She drives a cream-colored 1970s hearse, wears rubber waders and suspenders, and talks to her dead stuffed dog Barry like he’s the only friend she’s got. Because he is.

When a raccoon she collected as roadkill turns out to not actually be dead and accidentally kills the town busybody, Wanda gets blamed, isolated, and starts spiraling. She hasn’t had a funeral client in six months. The whole town thinks she’s crazy. And her body is doing something strange. Stiffening. Bruising. Decaying from the inside out.

Then a charming drifter named Tevin Rickshaw (real name: John Smith) shows up in Dinkle. And the dead animals she’s been collecting start talking back. A squirrel tells her about a body at the bottom of the lake. A catfish confirms it. Her taxidermied creations offer unsolicited life advice. Even the painting of her late Grandpa Lee starts weighing in.

Is she losing her mind, or is she actually dying? When she tries to embalm herself to slow the process, Tevin realises this isn’t eccentricity anymore. It’s a goodbye.