Not his first or only short film, but a short film by the master of the extremely long film is something special. The tempo remains slow, yet this silent black-and-white film inevitably culminates in a climax. A man and a woman follow a river. Each on their own. Members of the Aeta tribe dance in an eternal circle around two motionless men. In a forest, human bones are found. As so often in the case of Diaz, the poetry here is political.