Although there was no graphic violence in this film, Maya depicts the ancient and brutal rituals that still take place today in several small villages in India. This film was close to two hours in length, and in that time, we got to know one particular family: A husband, wife and 2 kids. Maya is 12, she has just had her period. Her parents prepare a huge party to honor Maya’s womanhood. However, Maya is not told what will happen to her; only that a great celebration will take place. Sanjay is 11. He is Maya’s cousin but the two live together like brother and sister. They are no different than any other kids you might meet; from innocent practical jokes like telling a local merchant the cows have escaped so when he goes to round them up, the kids steal his candy, to laughing and playing together. When it is time for the party, close to a hundred friends and relatives enjoy a feast outside, while Maya is led into a room with four priests. Sanjay is horrified to find out what is happening to his best friend, and is beaten up by his father as he tries to interfere. Although very well put together, both story and acting wise, this film made me feel very uneasy about this ancient custom.