On an empty road in an empty landscape we meet Seragedin and Rakhman, father and son. Clouds shoot over their heads while their voices disappear in the wind. These two nobodies take us to the core of what it means to be human. Rakhman helps his father to trade a car from Lithuania to their home in Kyrgyzstan. They drive together along a harsh and unromantic new silk route. They are on the road night and day and face mafia hold-ups, but the money they will make pays for Rakhmans studies. Later, his education will allow him to take care of his parents. Later, when they will really reach their destination. They are simple people with simple dreams. A day at the lake, taking their wives out for dinner, a feeling of ability, coming home… Their chances are slim and the context is not cooperative but they are two, everything they do they do for each other. We’re Going the Same Way portrays their struggle to improve, to overcome, to survive. Their struggle suffocates them, they forget to live. It dislocates them, brings them together and pulls them apart. We meet them at the non-places of this world because there is no place for them. They are on their way but the way has become their home. As home holds no promise they can only keep on going. Searching for a future they break apart and find themselves in ever more absurd situations. Years earlier Seragedin had retired as a soldier but did not receive the apartment he was promised during his 32 years of military service. He blames corruption and writes letters to his president to ask for justice. All that he gets are interrogations and threats to silence him. He has been surrounded by corruption all his life but chooses a different path for himself. How can one hold his integrity in such reality? While being corrupt or criminal would be an easier option than being honest, then what makes it worth the trouble? We’re Going the Same Way examines the added value of honesty in our actions.