This highly watchable, witty and humane film is the third in a trilogy by the Dutch documentary-maker Leonard Retel Helmrich following the fortunes of an Indonesian family from the toughest, meanest streets of Jakarta. It is like an episode of Shameless, or a page-turning realist novel about a family packed with comic characters, the sort of thing that Timothy Mo might write. There are set-pieces so artfully turned and shrewdly observed that I half-suspected Helmrich had set things up … just a little. The star is Grandmother Rumidjah who is begged by her ne'er-do-well middle-aged son Bakti to leave the countryside and come to the big city and help bring up his niece Tari, a bright girl who is the family's one aspirational hope. Bakti's alleged income derives from getting losers and wasters like him to bet on the "fighting fish" he keeps in jars. Bakti's brother is on benefits and runs around frantically hiding his TV and games console when the welfare inspector comes around. The menfolk look pretty hopeless compared to the switched-on women of the family.