Ethan Hughes and his family in mid-coast Maine. They live with no electricity, no running water, no cash, and only a single rotary phone for communication. They’ve willingly shed nearly every modern comfort. Ethan’s daily routines of chopping wood, herding goats, cooking over an open flame aren’t quaint throwbacks; they are deliberate, radical acts of defiance against a consumerist treadmill and a relentless push for convenience.