Synopsis: In the near future, everything can be broadcast online. When you're vying for viewers and ratings how far will you go to beat the competition? Soldier Wyatt Maddox rushes home to his little brother's funeral, only to find his death was not as straight forward as the police would like. Taking it upon himself and with the help of Tara, his brother's online partner-in-crime, he slips in the eye-cam and sets out to solve the mystery. Little does he know how insidious the business really is.
Director(s): Drew Thomas
  5 wins.
106 min

This is the Eyecast contact camera.

The discreet HD camera

that you wear on your eye.

This is where it goes.

This is how it works.

And this is what it sees.

Because this is what you see

as you see it.

This is your life. Live.

Because you're only live once.

Any suggestion for

today's soundtrack?

- Who are these guys?

- Not a clue.

Talk to the viewers. See if anyone

knows who these pricks are.

Anyone out there know

these guys?

Please message us.

Turn on your Bluetooth.

Got it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

One at a time!

Do you guys know you're

driving with a gas hose?

Yes, we are aware.

Who is this?

This is Albert from

Sin City. Long-time follower. Hey Tara.

Hey Albert. How did you

know we were driving that gas hose?

One of those guys chasing you-

I'm watching his channel right now.

Good work, Albert. What's

his channel number?


Got it! Wyatt, look!

Wyatt, look out! He's

coming right at us!

Keep down, hold up the phone!

They're full fitting and extra absorbent.

Don't let wetness slow you down.

- This kid's got a sponsor!

- What?!

- Absorbeez

- Sh*t!

- They're gaining over us!

- Hang on!

Come on, we'll figure it out.

Sargent Maddox!

Phone call from you.

From the states.

It's late there.

Is it an emergency?

I'm not sure, Sargent.

Thank you, Private.

Sargent Maddox, you've got a call.

Thank you, sir.

Carry out.

Hello, this is Sargent Maddox.

Look, Jonah,

I'm really sorry about Wyatt, man.

The rate he was going, it

was just a matter of time, right?

A matter of time for all of us.

Could you open that glove-box

for me, will you?

Flip that switch right there.

Watch this.

Nice. Where'd you find this?

I made that work. Super

illegal today, I'm telling you.

but we're in a hurry,

so... uh, f*** it!


- What's that goofy grin about?

- Nothing, man...

Now, I know y'all

didn't get along, but

when we were kids, man,

your brother Wyatt.

Back then, he was cool.

I don't know...

all knew Wyatt was cool.

A lot of good it did him.

What did you hear about

the night Wyatt died?

What? No one told you?

They told me.

"Your brother succumbed

to blunt force

injuries sustained by a

hit and run accident."

And that he had drugs in his system.

He had drugs in his system,

of course they told you that.

Basically being for

the cops didn't do nothing.

it was like he deserved to die.

Case closed.

Feels weird to be home.

You've gotta be kidding me.

No, this can't be right.

The people... they must

be here for a different service.

No, there's my sister.

- Thanks for the ride, Gabe.

- I'm gonna hoof it from here.

Ok, you sure?



Look at you.

You look good.


No, no don't be.

Hey dad.


is it... uh...

much to ask for you

to be back in time for

your father's burial?

I don't know, dad.

Was it too much to ask for

you to wait for me to get

back from halfway

around the world?

You're here now.

I already put some

linens in the...

exercise room for you.

I can't believe him.

He just doesn't know

who to be mad at.

So he's moving me

to an exercise room?

I'll show you.

Hey... uh...

Don't worry about...

about missing the funeral.

Wyatt wouldnt have wanted you there.

Seeing him wear a suit.


As a matter of fact he

probably made you late.

Yeah he's having a

good laugh somewhere.

You know... they called me.

Over there?


Must have been Thursday?

Sounds like he chose

to speak to his brother last.

- Ok, Well, Um... do you need anything?

- No, I'm good. let me get settled and...

I'll talk to you later, Ok?


Honestly, I just...

just really need to

get out of this house.

You know? When...

when someone in your family dies...

There's all this stuff

that you have to deal with.

And no one warns you about.


Who's gonna cancel my brother's cable?

Do we just let the bill

go unpaid, or...

I mean, no one is exactly

worried about his credit score anymore.

Hey Ash, do you

mind if I check my email?


I used to know my family,

but let me just say it's

not like anyone is going to

take care of this stuff.

My other brother... he's very responsible.

But he's also been gone since

I was like thirteen.


I get to deal with the life of things like


This came from the county

coroner today.

I think it has my brother's stuff in it.

The stuff he had on when he died.

I'm kind of terrified.

And grossed out

about opening it, but...

I'd rather do it then

let my dad do it.


Somehow you guys make

me feel a little more brave.

So, what do you guys think?

Should I open it?

You need help with this

stuff? You just need to ask.

And this... is not for them.

You know what, Jay?

I'm the one who handles all the

stuff where youre God knows where.

So don't get righteous with me.

I mean, you've been home

what? An hour?

And Wyatt Maddox, the bionic bird brain

has fallen for the fourth time.



Get the Goddamned

bike out of the street!

Are those my sunglasses?

Come here!

You OK, Wyatt?



You're such a geek.

No... I'm good, thanks.


Who the hell is

this on Wyld's channel?

Who the hell is this?

Log off. Log of right

now or I'll hang up!


It's done.

Whoever you are, I

hope you get a wicked case of pink eye.

Yeah. Thanks for that.

Look, this is Jonah Maddox.

I'm Wyatt's brother.

Right. Or maybe you're

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