Dennis and Unyang belong to the Penan, an indigenous community living in the Selungo valley deep in the Bornean jungle, and this film simply follows their days. Mornings start with lizard meat cooked over an open fire, work continues along paths their families have used for generations, and Sundays bring the household to a small church service, a habit that sits alongside older customs without displacing them. The camera stays close and largely quiet, letting hunting, cooking, and river crossings play out at their own pace rather than narrating over them. There is no plot beyond the rhythm of subsistence life in a place with almost no contact with the world outside the valley. The film treats that isolation as the point: a way of living that has changed little while everything around it has, and a household managing the practical work of feeding and housing itself in dense rainforest. It is a portrait of two people and one small, remote settlement rather than an argument about the Penan as a whole.