I’ve always been attracted to the private investigator archetype. The combination of disheveled and anayltical, socially detached but smarmy and a subjective, personal set of convictions. PIs are often the smartest and slowest persons in the room. 

For my film I wanted to combine the bumbling, ineptitude of Columbo with the idealized overconfidence and grandstanding of Sherlock Holmes. The result is a mystery film with no answers and no real questions. While following red herrings and dead ends, in a time where intrigue is born out of the bright lights of a surveillance state, the real sleuth becomes the peripheral camera.